Liam’s POV
I didn’t need my father’s approval for anything, and I certainly didn’t need his pride. He was clearly up to something here, though what that could be, I wasn’t sure yet.
A big part of me what to tell him off, but another side of me, the more reasonable side, insisted that I hold my tongue. Any other day, I wouldn’t have cared, but as I needed Markus to believe in this fake engagement, I had to play nice. For now.
“Your engagement has made this old man very happy,” Markus said.
He sounded like he meant it too, which made me sick to my stomach.
Of everything I’d ever done over the years, agreeing to marry someone for money shouldn’t have been the thing that convinced my father to finally be proud of me. Yet here we were, staring down this barrel.
And all I could really th
