Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 881

Brendan snorted contemptuously, and a cold gleam flashed across his eyes. "Did you ever stop to consider that she's a consenting party?"

"Humph!" Christopher refuted hotly, "If so, why do you have to place the bodyguards all over the villa?"

Brendan had had enough of this farce. So, he turned to look at Yuri, beckoned her to come to him, and called out tenderly, "Come here."

Yuri's hand, hanging at her side, curled slightly before she forced herself to relax. Then, after a moment of hesitation, she walked straight to him.

Brendan adjusted their posture so her body could block Christopher's line of sight.

He caressed Yuri's face with his large palm and played with her hair with his fingers. Although his actions and words were gentle, she could feel a hint of malice as he crooned, "Kiss me."

It was an order and a warning. Even if he didn't explain anything, Yuri knew what consequences she would have to face if she rebelled against him, especially now.

After Brendan said that, he took a step back and stood in place with a kind smile on his face. He looked so mild-mannered and gentlemanly, but only Yuri knew how terrifying the man behind that persona was.

Despite Christopher not being a part of their play-by-play and thus didn't understand Brendan's schemes, he was worried enough about Yuri's safety that he said reassuringly, "Yuri, don't worry. Just tell him what you're thinking. I'll help you!"

When Brendan heard his words, the hatred he felt for Christopher flashed across his eyes for a split second. Although he had an iron-clad control over his facial expression and suppressed the emotion almost immediately, Yuri keenly spotted the minute change in his demeanor.

She knew Christopher would suffer from the consequences of his actions if she didn't dance to Brendan's tune.

At the thought of this, she inhaled as she balled her fists, tiptoed, and kissed his lips lightly. Then, she hurriedly turned to the side and lowered her head to hide the resentment on her face.

Then, in order to dissuade Christopher, she feigned composure and demanded coldly, "Mr. Edwards, please leave and don't disturb us again."

"Yuri!" Christopher shouted in shock.

He had no idea that Yuri would do whatever Brendan pleased. No woman in the 21st century would be so submissive as she was.

This was coercion through and through, and Brendan was the typical psychopathic control freak.

He was powerless to do anything, and Yuri had lost her basic reasoning and judgment. Nevertheless, it seemed impossible to take her out of here forcibly at the moment.

Christopher walked to Brendan and warned gravely, "I won't let this go so easily. You'd better make sure that Yuri would never come to harm under your care. Otherwise, when I take her away and trust me, that day will come eventually. Then, I'll make sure you pay for your actions!"

After he said that, he looked at Yuri deeply before leaving reluctantly.

As soon as the door closed, Yuri fell on the sofa and wiped her lips as though by doing so, she could remove the memory of kissing Brendan willingly.

When Brendan saw her actions, he interpreted them as an apparent provocation.

His calculative glance became gloomy instantly. He gripped her neck fiercely and pushed her back against the sofa. "Do you hate me that much? You want to kiss Christopher, don't you? You want to leave with him and stay as far away from me as possible, don't you? Answer me!"