Liam’s POV
I knew l shouldn’t have gone.
The place was elegant, had glass walls, soft golden lights, the kind of restaurant designed to make everything feel intentional.
Nothing about this restaurant was giving the vibe of a meeting discussion. But the board had accepted the deal and Anna had insisted on seeing me personally before. Just business, I told myself as I stepped inside.
She was already there.
Anna always knew how to make an entrance even without trying. She sat by the window, her legs crossed, she was dressed in a way that was polished but unmistakably deliberate. She wore a sleek deep red gown that hugged her silhouette perfectly, the kind that demanded attention without saying a word. Her hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders. When she looked up and saw me, her lips
