Liam
Despite the excruciatingly long flight from Hawaii, thanks to a sudden weather breakdown that stretched what should have been a quick trip into an endless torment, I still looked as sleek as ever, or at least, that’s what I told myself as I adjusted the cuffs of my tailored black suit.
I sat in the backseat of my Rolls-Royce Phantom, the low hum of the engine providing a steady rhythm against my thoughts. The city outside blurred past the tinted windows, but my focus wasn’t on the passing scenery.
Instead, I found myself scrolling through my tablet, flipping mindlessly through the endless reports and emails that had piled up during my absence.
Allen, my ever-efficient assistant, though slightly less efficient after making me travel to Hawaii on false information, sat beside me, co
