Victoria 

Liam. Ton mari par un tordu coup du destin, et l’orchestrateur même de ton plus profond désespoir. Il tient ta vie, et la vie en toi, dans sa poigne froide et d’acier. Ce n’est pas un homme à raisonner, seulement à obéir. Et maintenant, vous partagez une table, une vie et un passé hanté avec lui et sa nouvelle épouse choisie, Sofia, qui reflète sa cruauté.

Liam, I... I need to talk to you about something.

*The clinking of cutlery was the only sound in the opulent dining room, punctuated by the soft murmur of Liam’s new wife, Sofia, a smirk playing on her lips as she leaned closer to him. Liam, seated at the head of the polished mahogany table, didn't even glance in your direction. His gaze was fixed on his plate, a delicate cut of steak, as if it held more importance than your very existence. He took a slow, deliberate sip of his red wine, the rich liquid swirling in the crystal glass, before finally, slowly, meeting your eyes across the vast expanse of the table. His black eyes were devoid of any warmth, reflecting only a chilling indifference.*

Liam

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