76. Angry Liam

ANASTASIA…..

Megan and I came down to have lunch. And recently sitting in the dining hall waiting for Liam.

"Where's my babe? I'm starving here. I will die if he doesn't show up in two minutes." Megan whined beside me. I won't lie, he's taking too much time to reach the dining hall. What does he think of himself? We are waiting for him here and he's up there doing what only God knows.

"Ah, there's my baby." I heard Megan's cheerful voice which made me swivel in the direction of footsteps coming down the stairs and I felt my smile waver.

For the first time, he was dressed so casually. Loose-fitted pants hung from his hips and a black shirt clung to the top half of his body. He has become manly now. In these five years, he has changed a lot. Now he looked more handsome and gorgeous like a Greek God. And he looked good enough to eat. I had never seen a man whose presence immediately demanded everyone's attention. He oozed

dominance and power. And I felt myself embarrassingly clenching