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!”

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

Christopher would suffer from the consequences of

and kissed his lips lightly.

dissuade Christopher, she feigned composure and demanded coldly, “Mr. Edwards, please leave and

shouted

whatever Brendan pleased. No woman in the 21st century would be so submissive

and Brendan

basic reasoning and judgment. Nevertheless, it

come to harm under your care. Otherwise, when I take her away and trust me, that day

said that, he looked at Yuri deeply before

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

saw her actions, he interpreted them as an apparent

instantly. He gripped her neck fiercely and pushed her back against the sofa. “Do you hate me that much? You want to

slightly dizzy as her breath came in short pants, but she refused to give