Liam gripped Olivia’s waist more firmly, steady and possessive.

“And before you ask me another question, jealous wife...” His voice dropped lower, deep enough to send chills down her spine. “She’s not traveling with me anymore.” He tilted his head, staring at her with that burning coldness that belonged only to him. “And one more thing: I never slept with her in this penthouse, not in my mother’s mansion, and not at the company. On the jet, yes.” He admitted it without hesitation, without blink