“What was that about?” Clarissa inquired, immediately they stepped into Brandon's room.

She tossed her purse on the nearest couch and crossed her arm against her chest.

Brandon didn't say anything, and he just walked past her to the bed, taking a seat on it with his head bowed. He was in thoughts.

“You almost got us into more trouble.” She grumbled, turning to face him.

Her face and voice reflected frustration, and her breaths were resounding because of how heavy they came out.

“Didn't you see how that son of a bitch disrespected my authority back then?” Brandon growled out with eyes shooting out in anger.

Her whole body...