Mason Bennett looked at the pale hand in front of him adorned with an extremely ostentatious diamond ring, his brows deeply furrowed.
Raising his gaze, suddenly, a storm brewed within his eyes, dark clouds gathering...
Bella Green's arm was held by April Scott, who was wearing heels and towering over Bella. The woman's ample bosom pressed tightly against her arm.
With the woman's movements, those round spheres kept rubbing against her arm.
Mason's temples throbbed twice violently, a surge of nameless anger rising instantly within him.
"Come over here." The man's voice was very low, carrying an inexplicable pressure, directed at the young man naturally held by the woman's arm.
"Tsk, handsome, don't be so fierce, Bella's still young. If there's anything, direct it at me." April blinked suggestively, pushing forward her chest of two... half kilos.
Bella Green held her forehead, unable to look any longer.
