Chapter 101

• LIAM
• I slumped back in my leather chair, a bitter chuckle escaping me. Felix had been right. Somewhere along the line, I'd let my edge slip. But what did that mean now, with men like Antonio circling, and Monique—fierce, and vengeful—set on my destruction? I thought of reasoning with her, but Antonio's manipulation was woven deep, every piece of her anger sharpened against me. To her, I was the villain, the one who'd left wounds that cut too deep to forget.
• I gritted my teeth. She was green, still new to the game, her anger a sharp weapon she didn't yet know how to wield. But Antonio was another matter. He was ruthless, a viper who'd slithered his way through the ranks, and outsmarting him was a challenge even for me. But experience had its benefits, and I had to use that now. With control, with patience. And with the right leverage.