47 In The Clutches of Brothers

"Mom! That's not it. I am housing her because she has nowhere else to go," Leander said scratching the back of his head.

Leander was blushing like a kid who was caught red-handed stealing cookies. Viviana was surprised to see that monstrous guy who threatened to kill innocent women acting like a little boy in front of his mother. 

Viviana got curious about Leander's mother. She should be the lioness for Leander to be this submissive to her. 

"In your bedroom?" Viola said avoiding his eyes. 

Leander bowed his head with an awkward smile, scratching his neck. 

Viviana decided to stay out of whatever was happening between them. Viola's tone was accusatory and Leander was acting submissive. It didn't sound like a mother rebuking her son out of love, but more like she was afraid of something and trying to protect herself. Her anger sounded self-preservatory.

Well, Viviana didn't care.