He Wanted My All, I Took His

ling faces at a family dinner just a few weeks ago. His moth

so much. We see how happy you make our Liam. We already think o

t of the bashful boyfriend perfec

of affection then, thinking how much he and his family wanted me to be a part of their lives. Now, the memory mad

empire on shrewd decisions and an uncanny ability to read people, had never fully

n his study, the smell of old b

bills, and it certainly doesn't protect a legacy. Before you two even think about moving in toget

ad argued. "Liam isn't like t

"And if he isn't like that, he won't have any problem signing it. T

I presented the idea to Liam, I did it carefully,

in his eyes. A flash of cold, hard fury. It was th

feel better. I'm with you for you, not for your money. You know that. I

s caution. He signed the papers without another word, his perfo

ather had insisted on, was the wall he couldn't climb. It had cut off his easy access

on to something far more dangerous. They weren't just trying to get a piece of the pie. They wanted to take everything. They wanted to ruin me,

as breathtaking. They weren't just af

tbreak. It was a feeling I recognized from the boardroom, from the toughe

walking bank account. They had miscalculated.

im one. And I would make damn sure he an