Chapter 102 Three Days Trip
Liam yawned as his eyes slowly blinked open, the morning light slipping through the blinds and falling across his face. His muscles ached with a delicious exhaustion that reminded him exactly why he felt so drained—last night had been wild. He and Ann didn’t stop. They went from kisses to moans to pure passion until their bodies gave out and they collapsed into sleep, tangled in each other’s warmth.
He let out a small groan and sat up slightly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The sheets were crumpled and the scent of her still lingered—sweet, tempting, unforgettable. Glancing at the clock, his eyes widened. It was already 7 AM.
"Shit..." he muttered under his breath. He’d nearly forgotten—Lilith had told him they’d be meeting the higher ups today.
He looked around the quiet room. Ann had been up early; she’d gotten a call before dawn and left in a rush. She was going to be away for a few days, and that worked out perfectly. No one would be asking where he was. He had time—just enough.
Dragging himself to the bathroom, Liam took a quick, refreshing shower. The cold water helped wake him fully, washing away the remnants of sleep and last night’s intensity. He stepped out, dried off, and picked out a casual outfit: faded jeans, a round-neck black shirt, and a pair of clean sneakers. Nothing too flashy. He didn’t think much of the meeting. It sounded like more of a formal sit-down—Lilith probably had it all under control anyway.
By the time he left the house and got into the car, the sun had already started rising higher into the sky. The roads were quiet, save for a few early risers and morning commuters. His mind drifted back to Ann for a moment, a small smirk forming on his lips at the memory of her soft moans and how tightly she’d clung to him. But he shook it off. Today wasn’t about that.
He pulled up in front of Lilith’s towering building, parked, and walked toward the entrance. His steps were slow, still groggy, but focused. The elevator ride was quiet as usual, and when it stopped at the top, the doors opened to the familiar elegance of Lilith’s penthouse.
But instead of being greeted by just Lilith, Liam froze.
There were two women standing there—Lilith, as radiant and powerful as ever, and beside her... Ella.
He didn’t expect to see her. His mind immediately flashed back to the last time he tried to meet her, only to be turned away coldly by her guards. That moment had stuck with him more than he cared to admit.
Before he could speak, Lilith stepped forward.