ZARYA’S POV

A smirk was formed on Caspian’s lips. Trace tilted his head, examining my feature while Bram shook his head.

“You can’t take their play…” Bram narrowed his eyes, his cool aura was there. He folded his white long sleeves polo from the wrist to the elbow. “Our play rather.”

“Why not? I badly need money and一”

“No.” Bram moved his head from left to right.

“Why decision for her?” Caspian wrapped his big muscular arm on my shoulder.

“Don’t touch her.” Bram immediately stood up, hurried towards him, and grabbed his collar which made me startle.

Does he care for me?

“When I said don’t touch her, remove...