Aiden Shaw nodded, "Go ahead."
His voice sounded calm, yet if you listened closely, there was an undeniable sense of commitment.
A gentleman's promise.
No matter what was said, he would agree.
Linden Hawthorne looked into his eyes, which held a gentle yet chilling gaze, "Treat her well, it's a promise."
His voice was low but carried a slight threat.
It seemed that if Aiden Shaw let her down, he wouldn't hold back, putting no regard for brotherly ties, for his woman was his to protect.
"Alright."
After that, Linden Hawthorne extended his hand.
The two men shook hands, a unique aura belonging to men emanated from their eyes.
This was the promise between them.
After releasing hands, Linden Hawthorne stood up, "I need to go now, I've got matters at home."
Aiden Shaw called out to him, "Linden."
Linden Hawthorne turned, "Is there anything else?"
"Thank you."
