She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 637:

Freya said nothing. She didn’t press him further.

She already knew what he was after; the questioning was simply a performance, a layer of civility to avoid arousing suspicion.

Brendan was every bit as wary as Ellis—if not worse.

Seeing her indifferent expression, Brendan asked, “You don’t believe me?”

“If you had any real feelings for me,” Freya replied evenly, “you should have gone to Alerith to confess, rather than abducting me here just to flaunt your indulgence.”

Brendan rose with unhurried grace, his eyes brimming with amusement and interest as they settled on her.

Freya held his gaze, utterly unshaken.

“No wonder Kristian still hasn’t gotten over you after the divorce.” He inched closer, his scent fresh and alluring. “With a temperament like yours, even I’m starting to feel tempted.”

“Is that so?”

“Absolutely.”

yet?” Her tone remained steady, clearly unimpressed

a wickedly attractive smirk. “If I

me up again,”

glass beside him, gave it a gentle swirl, then held it

at the glass but

of truth, then pigs might as

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you’ll have to get some rest, Ms. Briggs.” Brendan’s

the men escorted Freya down to the basement. When they arrived, Freya wrinkled her nose at the sight—chains, dried blood,

fragments of old memories came rushing back. Could this have

instant, it felt as though she could see Ashley’s tear-streaked face, the girl trembling, pleading, and receiving only silence in

deeply and shut her eyes. She would get

followed, his lips