LIAM’S POV
“She lied to me.”
The words crawled out of my throat like venom, thick and bitter.
I stood in the middle of my penthouse office, the city lights casting long shadows across the glass walls. My fists clenched as I stared at the folder on my desk—the truth, black and white and ugly.
Laura.
The only woman I ever truly wanted. The one who had looked me in the eye and said the child she carried wasn’t mine. The one who ran back to Elijah the second I gave her space to breathe.
And now this.
“DNA results,” I spat, voice trembling with fury. “She said the child wasn’t mine. But she didn’t say it belonged to Richard Black.”
Behind me, Serena crossed her arms, red lips curled into a slight smirk. Her body was wrapped in silk, seductive as sin, but it was her eyes—calculating, col
