"Do you wanna treat me like some fragile vase?"

He pinched her cheek playfully and grinned, "Nah, I'd rather keep you in my pocket, always with me."

"Don't mess around. What's your next plan?"

"When the time's right, I'll bring Sigelac back to the Logan family and take back everything."

His cold stare, as dark as spilled ink, was chilling and terrifying.

Freya looked at him intently, maybe this was the real Bradley.

However, he had never shown this side to her before.

He was made for vengeance, tearing up battlefields for years, and his heart had long turned cold and merciless.

"I'm worried Juliet won't change and mess up your big plan. You should have someone keep an eye on her."

Freya knew that Bradley forgave Juliet because of what Jordan family did for him.

However, forgiveness didn't mean she could keep messing up.

If Juliet didn't change, Freya was ready to step up and deal with her.

"Don't worry, I'll ship her off to some deserted island where she can't reach anyone. Even if she tries, she won't get through to the Logan family."

Bradley squinted, thinking the same thing Freya did.

Juliet's poisonous actions suggested she was under someone's control.

Sending her off means her destiny was set.

She would be stuck on that island for life!

…

Deserted Island.

Patrick led Juliet into the villa himself.

It was a big two-story villa, surrounded by the sea, with really pretty views.

However, there weren't any communication devices inside, just the basics.

Juliet checked the place out and freaked. "Are you seriously trying to lock me up here?"

"This is the boss' order."

"No way, I'm not staying here. Get me out!"

Juliet freaked out, knowing Bradley was basically putting her in jail.

This place was like a ghost town, felt like going back to caveman days. I'd lose it if I had to live here alone.

"If you leave here, are you still gonna chase after Juan to go after the boss? Juliet, you've let us down big time."

For years, we treated Juliet like family, but she went and betrayed us to side with Ian.

"You guys had disappointed me too. Where were you when I was getting harassed by over twenty guys? If I hadn't teamed up with Ian, I'd be dead by now."

Juliet clenched her fist, looking fierce. "You're just using me like a pawn. What's the difference between you and Ian?"

"Juliet, you've lost it. If you don't get your act together, no one can help you."

Leaving those words, Patrick didn't stick around and left the villa.

The villa was locked down tight, no communication whatsoever. Even if Juliet had superpowers, she couldn't break out.

Plus, the whole island was under infrared surveillance.

Meanwhile, at the Royal Garden Mansion, Bradley was glued to the big screen in his study, keeping tabs on the island.

"Bradley, you're such a jerk. Over a hundred people from my family got wrecked for you. Treating me like this will send you straight to hell!"

Juliet's curses echoed loud in his ears.

He squinted his chilly eyes, quietly tightening his fist.

Freya quietly walked in, wrapping her arms around him from behind and resting her cheek against his back.

"You've been way too nice to her, sacrificing your own well-being for her. From now on, you don't owe the Jordan family anymore."

"Freya, if you stick with me, there's gonna be danger all the time. You've got one more chance, think it through."

Bradley gripped her hand tight, his voice low and hoarse.

"No matter how many chances you give me, I've already made up my mind to stick with you. You started this, and you can't shake me off now."

She breathed in his scent, all manly and powerful, making her heart race.

Bradley turned her around and pulled her into his arm. His fingers lightly gripped her chin, his eyes showing tenderness.

"You said it yourself, I didn't make you."

"I'm... um… "

Bradley's kiss was intense, holding her tight, his eyes turning slightly red.

"Freya, it's been a month."

"What month? What're you talking about?" Freya played dumb.

"Forget it, let me help you get up."

He said, lifted her up.

Memories came flooding back like a tidal wave, her heart racing, looking at him scared and helpless.

One month earlier.

The promise she made, to be his real wife.

However, she still wasn't ready.

"I, uh, I'll go shower first, then come back later."

She was freaking out, feeling like her heart was gonna burst out of her chest, as she struggled to get up.

Bradley, however, was ahead of her. He landed first and extended his strong arms to snatch her up. "We're going together."

"No, I don't want to," Freya's eyes screamed terror, wondering if she could still escape if she went along with him.

But the guy didn't wait for her to decline. He just carried her and marched her straight to the bathroom.

He got warm water ready and reached out to help her with the zipper.

Freya was petrified, backing away and clutching her hands to her chest like she's warding off a hungry wolf.

"Stay back, I-I got this myself!"

Her tongue was tied.

With all the stuff going down lately, she was totally forgotten everything. This man was like a wolf dressed up as a sheep.

He hadn't eaten meat for a few days, so she almost thought he'd gone veggie.

Seeing her reaction, Bradley smirked and edged closer, making her back away.

Until she crashed against the wall.

"Freya, are the memories coming back yet?"

The man's smooth voice, spreading out like some enchanting melody. Freya couldn't help but shiver, biting her lip and shaking her head.

She didn't want to remember a thing!

Bradley loved seeing her like this, innocent yet flirty, just like a little bunny.

Unlike his usual icy vibe, this kind of girl could totally get to him and make him feel all mushy inside.

"Want to act cute, huh?"

His voice went up a notch.

With both hands planted on either side of her, he gave her a playful smirk.

His warm breath tickled her face, making her heart flutter.

"I-I'm not like that,"

She stuttered, avoiding his gaze. His eyes were too soft, like they could well up any moment.

Bradley chuckled, leaning in close to her ear and whispering something.

The next moment, Freya was fuming.

"Bradley, you're such a jerk, you shameless creep!"

She shoved his chest, her face going beet red.

Even though the bathroom was big, it got way hotter after those words.

Bradley lifted her up and placed her in the tub.

Before Freya could react, he grabbed the shower hose and sprayed it at her.