Liam’s POV
“Boss, are you certain this is how you want it to end?” Posh halted, c*****g a brow. “You’ve planned for years.”
“All I know is I can’t lose her—especially not to my desire for vengeance on her family,” I responded, placing the cutlery on the table.
I had called Posh over to help me set up the house for a beautiful dinner. There was no doubt—I couldn’t breathe when Aliya resented me, so I had to make things right. This time, I would do everything the right way.
“So you’ll tell her who you really are and what your actual purpose was in her life?” Posh asked. For the first time since he started questioning me that evening, I had nothing to say.
I paused, my throat tightening as my mind ran in circles. Do I really have to tell her everything? I know I’m trying to make things r
