caught

Olivia felt really stupid at being caught. She knew they shouldn't have been alone together at all. It had always been a bad idea, now she was about to make headlines the next day, with her dignity not intact.

She dragged up her dress to hide her underwear from the intruder's sight, even though Liam was standing protectively in front of her to hide her from his view.

She wasn't about to tell him thank you after he had seduced her into what they had just done. She felt weak, she hated how vulnerable she was to his charms.

After zipping up her dress, and trying to straighten her messed up hair fruitlessly, she gave up, peering up behind Liam's shoulder to take a proper look at the nefarious man who could be so cruel to take such vile pictures of them.

The man had on an evil smirk, his feet glued to the floor, his eyes unyielding with a challenging glint beneath it. Olivia heard Liam's growl rumble through his chest, she hoped he would put his werewolves abilities to good use this time,