Liam (Book 2)
Papa taught me well.
The brunette suddenly got off the bed, dressed quickly, and gathered the rest of their stuff, running out of the room.
"Aw, Damn it, Lily," Liam groaned, rubbing his face with his hand. "Why are you always interrupting me and my happy times?"
"As I care," I scoffed. But I do!
Any bitch that gets close to you is on my hit list.
"Anyways, I said. I need to talk to you." I said as Liam sat up on his bed and scratched his hair. "But first, where is everybody? Why are you here alone getting your so-called 'happy time'?"
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