Chapter 67

• MONIQUE
• Deceit was becoming my favorite scent to wear. I didn't need constant updates from Richardson to know my plan was in motion; the subtle signs in Liam's behavior, told me everything I needed to know. The cracks were forming, and soon they'd splinter wide open. Liam was already on edge, scrambling to find Romano, trying to figure out what had gone wrong. The effect was delicious to watch.
• The day crawled by, and I watched from the sidelines, observing Liam's frustration grow. His brow furrowed deeper with each unanswered call, each failed attempt to reach Romano. He was losing control, and it was only a matter of time before he realized just how far things had gone. He didn't know it yet.