Chapter 62 Territorial, Much?

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  His tone screamed possessiveness.   Miles shivered instinctively.   "I-I-I swear, Broderick, I'm innocent! Leslie broke in herself! Ow-!"   A sudden jolt of pain hit his wound as Broderick, wearing a blank face, pressed the herbal paste firmly onto it.   "Bro, easy! That hurts-ahhh..."   Weirdly enough, the pain started to fade as a cool sensation spread from the ointment, dulling the burning sting.   Broderick turned his head slightly to look at Miles. "From now on, she's your sister-in-law. One more time I hear you disrespect her-kiss next month's allowance goodbye."   Damn, that's harsh.   "Got it, Broderick."   Only when Miles gave in did Broderick finally get up, looking satisfied.   As soon as he opened the door, a fuzzy head bumped right into his chest.   Broderick reac

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