Liam’s POV
The city lights glimmered below the terrace, but they barely registered in my mind. All my focus was on her — Sadie Reed. She stood near the edge, the wind tugging lightly at her hair and dress, and yet she remained poised, perfect, composed. On the surface, she was everything I expected: disciplined, professional, controlled. Beneath the surface, though… beneath it, she was a storm. A dangerous, beautiful, unpredictable storm.
I watched her, studying every detail. The subtle tension in her shoulders. The faint flush across her cheeks. The way her fingers flexed at her sides, small, almost imperceptible gestures that betrayed the calm exterior. Every movement, every nuance, every breath was a signal. And I read them all.
Control. Discipline. Ruthlessness. Those were my rules.
