Chapter 31 Confrontations

• Liam's foot slammed against the oak door with the sound echoing through the luxurious penthouse apartment. He was fuming with each step he took a testament to his stewing rage. Seeing Isabelle connected to the phone with her voice laced with a warmth he had not heard directed at him, had burned a fire within him. The phone was pressed against her ears and her voice a low and calm filling his veins with icy dread.
• "Max?" he growled the word a raw tone to his ears with his fists gripped at his sides.
• Isabelle's head whipped up with startled eyes widening in surprise. A flash of guilt flitted across her face easily replaced by a forced smile. "Liam," she said, her voice strained while the phone went on with a metallic click. "I was not suspecting you would be back so soon." She said.