Chapter 8

• A sleek, black luxury car slid into the compound of Max's mansion, its tires moving softly on the gravel. As the motor purred to a stop, the door slid open to show a guy of massive grace and serenity.
• Liam, the Smith's adoptive son alighted from the car, a towering dark haired lad, his tall figure radiating an aura of effortless assurance. Dressed in a well-tailored suit, he fixed the cuffs of his shirt with practiced ease. His features were sculpted and aristocratic, his black hair combed flawlessly. He adjusted his fitted jacket, his actions precise and intentional.
• He grinned at Marie, who was already at the driveway, waiting for him.