Chapter 11 Interesting Enemies

And the worst part of it all was that she was looking at the ceiling! The damn woman was looking at the ceiling as if it had nothing to do with her!
She was wearing a white silk blouse that disappeared under her breasts into a super high pencil skirt in wine red... but in her case, it would be a cello cut! Liam had never seen her in such tight clothes, he had forgotten that she had a model's waist and hips like a recently paraded Venezuelan.
There wasn't a single centimeter of skin showing anything indecent... but she was a walking indecency herself!