Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“I have a preference for individuals who respect personal boundaries.”

Narnie’s complexion paled and she hastened to clarify, “I didn’t mean..

Yet, before she could complete her sentence, Tyrone cast a chilly, dismissive glance in her direction, silencing her abruptly.

Unexpectedly, a stranger extended a friendly hand to pat Tyrone’s shoulder from behind.

“Brother?” The newcomer’s voice held an element of surprise.

and regarded the unfamiliar woman before

an eyebrow, he inquired,

adorned in the latest fashion trends and carrying a limited-edition bag at her side, indicating a lack of ulterior motives

upon her, the young woman found herself taken

eyes darkened, a shroud of mystery descending once

her cheeks blushing with embarrassment

someone else,

an astonishing likeness to her cousin and that man was none other than

address, finding it to be

gentleman before her seemed even more of a