The Bentley’s door opened with a quiet click, and cool night air brushed against my skin. Liam stepped out first, tall and confident, his unbuttoned shirt showing just enough of his chest under the warm light at the restaurant’s entrance.The place looked stunning; traditional and serene. Red lanterns hung above the wooden gate, koi swam lazily in clear ponds, and soft music played somewhere inside. The two doormen in yukata bowed deeply as we approached.“Welcome to Sakura Haven, Mr. Smith,” they said together, smiling politely. “We’ve been expecting you.”Liam gave a small nod and didn’t slow down. His phone buzzed in his pocket. I followed quickly, shivering as the night air hit my bare shoulders. The dress; Evelyn’s dress, was sleek and tight, hugging every curve I usually tried to hide. My heart thudded as I remembered his look in the car earlier, it was sharp, suspicious, and possessive. I slipped my arm through his as we walked toward the door, pretending everything was fine.H
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