"Brendan...it's just a bracelet. You don't have to be…"
"It's not just a bracelet!" Brendan growls and immediately regrets it when Natalie flinches. He should know better than to take this out on her.
"I'm sorry babe." He lets out a frustrated sigh as he walks away from the large windows making up part of the walls of his office. Or future office, since he simply refused to dedicate his life to the family business at such a young age.
The office is still fully furnished though and ready to use, but the only purpose it has served till now is as his own spot to reign in his anger whenever he is pissed off while here.
"God I hate that woman." He paces up and down the office while a thought of his step mother threatens to get his temper flairing.
No matter how much time passes the relati
