Liam’s POV
I had woken up that morning, tossing to the side of Aliya’s bed with a wide grin and the hopes of continuing our session, but my grin faltered when I opened my eyes and noticed she was out of bed.
I couldn’t deny the fact that my body craved her every day and anywhere, so I paid her a visit, and now she’s stuck panicking with me in the bathroom as the door is being opened.
“This is your fault, Nick,” she grumbled, making me chuckle.
The door finally opened, revealing none other than my dear sister.
“Oh! Aliya,” Brooke exclaimed. “I’m so sorry, I thought it was one of the employees. You know Cynthia, right? She’s been, you know…” Brooke pretended to whisper.
Aliya let out a sigh of relief, finally letting go of my hand.
“You see? No worries.” I turned to her with a smile,
