Dante
I sat in the dimly lit room, fingers drumming against the armrest of my chair. My men stood before me, heads bowed in submission as they reported back.
“She seems happy with Liam,” one of them muttered hesitantly.
Happy? My jaw tightened, a dangerous smirk tugging at the corner of my lips.
“And the security?” I asked, my voice cold.
“Very tight. No one is allowed inside the mansion without clearance,” another one answered.
I let out a dark chuckle, gripping the edge of my chair. “She thinks she’s safe under Liam’s wings?” My voice was laced with venom. “Let her believe that for now.”
I stood up, pacing slowly. “I will take her from that mansion myself,” I declared. My fists clenched at the thought of her in his arms.
“One day left,” I murmured With dark smile..
Olivia
Liam
