Chapter 386 Brady, Are You Really Spying on Me?
Violet was totally thrown off by Brady's sudden question. Her eyes went wide as she stared at him, kinda shocked. "Brady, what the heck are you talking about?"
She thought she hadn't been close to any other guy in the dressing room just now.
But as she mulled it over, seeing Brady's jealous look, she quickly figured out he meant Max, the only dude who had come into the dressing room.
It wasn't like Violet and Max were trying to flirt or anything.
When Violet stood up, her leg was all numb, and she couldn't stand straight. Max had helped her up, and he just didn't let go right away.
'How does Brady know about this? Is he like, spying on me all the time?' Thinking this, Violet's mood shifted from confused and shocked to kinda grossed out. Biting her lip, she snapped, "Brady, are you stalking me?"
"So you admit it?" Brady didn't even bother to deny it. Instead, he grabbed Violet's chin and said all possessively, "Violet, you're my girl. Only I get to touch you. Got it?"
Violet didn't wanna hear it. She was more worried about whether he was spying on her, so she frowned and angrily said, "Brady, are you seriously spying on me?"
"No." Maybe seeing the anger on her pretty face, Brady had to explain.
"Then how did you know?" Violet kept pushing.
Brady had to keep explaining, "Someone sent me a photo." This explanation kinda made Brady look less tough in Violet's eyes, and she started to take control of the convo.
When Brady realized he was being all soft, he sighed and said, "Violet, I wasn't kidding earlier. I don't like other guys touching you; got it?"
"There's nothing between Mr. Green and me." Since it wasn't stalking, Violet calmed down a bit and said, "The person who took the photo must have had some shady motives, right?"
"I was sitting in the dressing room all day. My leg went numb from sitting too long, and I almost fell when I stood up. Mr. Green happened to come in and helped me. That's all. There were a few other girls in the dressing room at the time. If you don't believe me, you can ask them." Violet said with a hint of annoyance.
Brady realized he had been jealous for no reason.
But he knew Max was into Violet, so he reminded her, "I was just jealous. Max likes you. You can't be clueless about that, right?"
Violet replied, "I know. I told Max I have a boyfriend."
Brady raised an eyebrow, looking kinda surprised, "You told him?"
"Yeah, if you don't believe me, you can ask Max."
Even though his possessiveness and jealousy showed he cared, Violet couldn't deal with that.
"I believe you." Brady wasn't dumb enough to go ask Max, so he let go and gently touched Violet's cheek, saying, "I was a bit jealous earlier. Don't be mad."
Violet was, of course, mad, but not 'cause he was jealous. She had thought he had really set someone to follow and spy on her.
She hated being followed and spied on, which made her feel like she had no freedom at all.
"Can you let go of me?" Violet pursed her lips slightly, trying to push him away.
But Brady suddenly lowered his head, his lips teasingly pressing against her soft, jelly-like lips, gently brushing with his tongue.
How flirty!
With his low and magnetic voice, he said, "Since I messed up, let me make it up to you."
As he spoke, he kept gently kissing Violet's lips and tongue.
His actions were tender and gentle, making Violet's body instinctively tremble and her ears instantly turn red.
She couldn't handle Brady's flirty kisses, which made her lose her senses.
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