Liam moved toward her with alarming speed. One moment he was across the room, and the next he was right in front of her, yanking her to his side. Taylor didn’t have time to cry out in pain; as soon as he pulled her close, his grip on her arm softened. His glare, however, was fixed on the prince.
“You’re here,” Liam growled. “It’s so good to see you, Philip. So f*****g good.”
There was nothing good in the way he said it. Taylor could feel the anger radiating from him, intense and violent. The six men trailing the prince felt it too, so they inched closer to gain an advantage in case Liam made a move. The atmosphere suddenly turned tense. Everyone seemed to pause and watch them.
The prince merely smiled, oblivious to Liam’s anger. “I was only saying hello to your wife, Liam. One would thi
