Bring Your A Game

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!”

for a split second. Although he had

from the consequences of his actions if she didn’t

balled her fists, tiptoed, and kissed his lips lightly. Then, she hurriedly turned to the side and

composure and demanded coldly, “Mr. Edwards, please leave

shouted in

do whatever Brendan pleased. No woman in the

coercion through and through, and Brendan was the typical psychopathic control

Yuri had lost her basic reasoning and judgment. Nevertheless, it seemed impossible to take her

better make sure that Yuri would never come to harm under your care. Otherwise, when I take her away and trust me, that

he said that, he looked at Yuri deeply before

door closed, Yuri fell on the sofa and wiped her lips as though by doing so, she could

actions, he interpreted them as an

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

to the chokehold he had on her. She could feel slightly dizzy as her breath came in short pants, but she refused to give in. “Yes, just kill me! Just kill