Liam’s POV
Posh’s phone hung in the air, right in front of my face, as I stared at a video of the day I had met Aliya in the arms of Philip. Directly beneath it was a picture of her in nothing but a tiny piece of lingerie, barely covering her n*****s.
“Where did you get this?” I mumbled through gritted teeth.
“The trending social media platform, Rona, Boss,” Posh responded, his gaze fixed on me. “It has over a thousand users here in the City.”
“And how far has it spread?” My brows creased so deeply they could hold a thread.
“W…we don’t know yet, Boss.” Posh stuttered, trembling as the phone in his hand began to slip.
In one swift motion, I snatched the phone from his grip and hurled it into the wall with every ounce of strength I could muster. My breathing escalated as I pulled out m
