Chapter 11 Betrayal And Fury

• The heavy oak door of Liam Callahan" 's penthouse swung open with a resounding thud, the sound echoing through the vast and sparsely furnished living room. Liam, his typically immaculate suit rumpled and his dark eyes burning with a stewing rage, stalked across the polished marble bottom with his steps echoing like thunder in the silence.
• Isabelle, her face pale and tense stood firm by the grand window overlooking the spangling cityscape. The opulent chamber lights of the gala they had just attended still danced in her vision with their sparkle mocking the storm brewing inside her.
• "Isabelle." Liam's voice, generally smooth as velvet, was now laced with scorn. "did you learn nothing from what I told you before?"