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Chapter 85

Author: Amycee
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-02 04:17:12

It had been twenty-four hours since Mason’s post broke the internet, and Liam hadn’t said a single word about it.

No text. No reaction. Nothing.

Either he hadn’t seen the buzz, or he was pretending it didn’t exist. And with Liam Black, both were equally possible.

But I knew I had to talk to him. He was my boyfriend now. His opinion mattered, even when he acted like it didn’t.

We were out by the pool behind his mansion, tangled in one of those easy, post-swim silences. I was curled up in his lap, my head resting on his bare chest, and the warm breeze swept over us like a whispered secret.

He’d just declared our dip “the official welcome-back to inside-the-pool activities” whatever that meant. It was silly, but I couldn’t help laughing and playing along.

Still, my mind hadn’t exactly been on the water.

I was thinking about Mason. Or more accurately, the storm building around his name.

Liam's fingers brushed up and down my spine like he already knew I was overthinking.

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