His Warmth
Brianna’s POV
I laughed and shook my head in disbelief. I fixed my gaze on him as he looked at me like he’s some wolf, preying on me. I can’t believe he still sees himself as an authoritative man who can control me whenever he wants. This is absurd.
I came here to confirm what Uncle Aiden said and I just got the answer. Cain indeed manipulated me. He must’ve known that someday I’d come back to my senses and he took advantage of my stupidity. I’m just thankful I woke up in time, he might have taken all my properties and rights if I came to my senses a little late.
“You will never see me beg again, Cain.”
His eyes sharpened. “You will lose your company, Brianna. I’m telling you. Don’t let your pride drive your sanity or you’ll wake up in a bed of nail.”
The corner of my lips rose. “I’ve been to bed of blades, Cain. In your arms.”
I turned my back and walked out of that room. I got the answer to my questions and the fact that I confirmed it makes me weak even more. I’m losing my wealth an
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