Was his brother a weak spot in this asshole’s armor?“Shut up, manwhore. Gay porn Jamie could swear he could hear the sounds of the torture the guy’s poor dentition was going through.“What?” Jamie drawled. Cottontail, whose real name he still didn’t know, was part of the larger scheme seemingly concocted by an evil mind to bring him down for reasons he couldn’t understand. “You’re feeding on dirt like a pig, and your brother’s no better. It had always done that for him; too bad the positive effects never extended to studying, and he had discovered at an early age that despite his ability to research a topic to death, he was a poor student.He had to call Wencel. Are you a family of perverts or something?”“No,” Wencel said brightly. But Jamie wanted to be a musician, not a celebrity. “I see. No wonder you found work in this nest of vipers. The ‘why’ no longer mattered. So, knowing him, why wasn’t he just quitting? The war has just begun.”“Be careful what you wish for, Mr.
