Chapter 9 You Don’t Own Me

Liam's POV

My hand tightened around the phone, my knuckles white. I had heard people beg for my approval, scramble to please me, bow under the weight of my name. But not Mia. And it was infuriating. And intoxicating.

She said no to me, and the line went dead before I could respond. For a long mome...

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