OOPS! I SENT IT TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER !
I replied, turning away from him to grab a seat.
Tony glanced between us, clearly shocked and uncomfortable. “Wait….so, are we voting him out, or not?” He asked, turning to me.
“You’re the leader, Damien…..you decide,” Aries added, grey eyes staring deeply into mine. The man was disabled, paralyzed from the waist down, and mute, so he used a robotic voice to communicate.
But make no mistake, he could snap a man in half if he wanted. He owned a secret fight club alongside that PR company he thinks no one knows about.