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~LIAM'S POV~

The drive to my penthouse was silent except for the sound of the engine and the occasional sniffle from the passenger seat.

Yvonne had not said a word since we had left the bar.

She just sat there, hands folded in her lap, staring straight ahead like she was trying to process what she had witnessed.

What I had done.

I had beaten a man unconscious in a public bathroom. I had destroyed evidence. I had thrown money at witnesses like it was nothing.

And she had watched it all.

I should
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