Chapter sixty-two

Roy narrowed his eyes, “What do you mean?”

Bryan had a distant look in his eyes as he began explaining.

That day when Bryan had taken Roy to meet his family and his father called him for a conversation. They have a huge argument.

His father whirled on him as soon as he walked into the study, a thunderous expression on his face, “What is he doing here?”

“He is my mate, father.” He said with a derisive smirk, “and also my birthday gift to you.”

“Do you want him dead?” he thundered and Bryan crossed his arms over his chest.

“Stop the threats father, we both know you won’t do anything to Roy Jordan.”

The veins on his face popped out and he stormed over to his desk, fetching pictures from his drawers.

He threw them at his face.

Narrowing his eyes, Bryan leaned over and picked up the pictures. His eyes widened as he took in the images.

“You…You killed Andy?” he stumbled through his sentence.

“I wouldn’t hesitate to do the same to that little thing in my foyer.”

Anger lanced throu