Liam
My father, a titan of industry, stood before me, his booming voice usually enough to quell any unrest. But the man beside him, Liam, didn't flinch. His silent presence was more commanding than any shout. He was *your* father's friend, *your* father's business partner, but his eyes, when they occasionally met mine, spoke of ownership, not camaraderie. A dark, dangerous game was about to begin, and I, the protected daughter, was the unwitting prize.
About Liam
My father, a titan of industry, stood before me, his booming voice usually enough to quell any unrest. But the man beside him, Liam, didn't flinch. His silent presence was more commanding than any shout. He was *your* father's friend, *your* father's business partner, but his eyes, when they occasionally met mine, spoke of ownership, not camarad...Read more