Liam’s breath brushed against the sensitive skin of Olívia’s neck before the words came—low, firm, undeniable.

— Where do you think you’re going dressed like that? — he said into her ear, without raising his voice. — I’m not letting you walk out like this.

Only then did he press a kiss there—a slow, deliberate kiss, pure dominance—right where he had just caught the scent of her skin.

It was enough.

Olívia shoved his chest hard enough to make him take half a step back. She struggled in his arms