Fiction Made Me His Wife (Freya and Louis) novel Chapter 304

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Chapter 304 Leave a Little Room for Brotherhood

Chapter 304 Leave a Little Room for Brotherhood

“Okay.” Freya took a deep breath and tried to calm herself.

As the music started, Louis’s hand at her waist tightened slightly, practically lifting her through the steps. Freya focused on syncing with his rhythm and doing her best to keep up- it wasn’t perfect, but it was passable.

People could tell she wasn’t experienced, but with Louis guiding her, there were no major mistakes. The two of them–handsome and beautiful–were a pleasant sight regardless.

When the song ended, Freya quickly said she was done.

“If you enjoy it, we can practice later.” Louis was already picturing her in a beautiful dress, dancing with him in the privacy of his villa. He liked the sound of that. He’d been meaning to do something like that for a while, but it just never happened. Time to put it on the schedule.

Since Freya didn’t want to keep dancing, Louis led her off the floor. But just as they stepped away, they bumped into the head of the Rolland family and had to exchange a few polite words.

Once they returned to the others, Baylon suggested they head out and find their own fun.

“Let’s just go to the club. No point hanging around here. The Rolland family’s not going to be offended–we’ve already shown our faces,” he said.

“Wanna go?” Louis asked Freya.

“I’m good with whatever.” Honestly, it had all been a lot more ordinary than she’d imagined. Nothing like in novels. Aside from a few’annoying women earlier, it had been mostly uneventful–and that was just human nature.

“Let’s go then. Freya hasn’t seen Waylon’s place yet, right?” Baylon suggested.

“Yeah, we can go to mine. I should check in anyway,” Waylon agreed, glancing at Louis.

Louis looked at Freya, and when she nodded, they went to say their goodbyes to the Rolland family and left.

Waylon’s club was… unique. Each room was far apart, decorated in wildly different styles, somehow blending old architecture with futuristic tech. It was a weird but impressi

nix.

“This place is strictly legit,” Baylon explained to Freya. “Mostly used for meetups and

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Chapter 304 Leave a Little Room for Brotherhood

hanging out. But yeah, it’s also a good spot to pick up intel, if needed.”

“I see.” Freya nodded.

There wasn’t anything too wild to do. They were all adults, and adult fun didn’t vary much. Baylon and Kendrick were hyped to sing karaoke. Waylon, not so much. Freya just tagged along. And Louis? Expecting him to party was laughable. The fact that he wasn’t actively ruining the vibe was already a win.

“Baylon, come on, let me sing one song by myself?” Kendrick groaned, glaring at him.

From the very first song, no matter what Kendrick picked–whether he could sing it or not- Baylon just kept jumping in. He couldn’t even hear his own voice.

“You don’t get enough attention out there?” Baylon shot back. “Wave your hand and a mob of fans comes running. And you’re still here fighting me for the mic? Have you no shame?”

“Fine, fine! You sing. I’ll give it up.” Kendrick plopped onto the couch, dragging Aiden into his lap like a plush toy. Aiden squirmed.

“It’s Baylon hogging the mic. What’d I do?!” Aiden protested.

“Shh, let me cuddle. You’re the only one here small enough to hug.” Kendrick patted his back and ruffled his hair.

What kind of twisted logic was that? Just because he was a kid didn’t mean he was a free–for- all cuddle target!

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