#Chapter 22: Adversary

Aria’s POV Liam's voice crackled through my phone, its usual sharp edge softened, but not absent. “Can you come to my office? We need to discuss a potential contract.” I hesitated, holding the phone tightly in my hand. After the night at his house, I had been careful about how much time we spent together, but Liam had a way of pushing past boundaries. This sounded like business though, and I had a feeling it was important. “I’ll be there in an hour,” I replied, keeping my tone neutral. When I arrived at his office, Liam was pacing behind his desk, papers scattered across its surface. “Thanks for coming,” he said, sitting down across from me. He flipped through the papers on his desk before settling on one, holding it up. “We’ve got a potential new client—big one. It could open a lot of doors for us in F1 racing.” I raised an eyebrow. “What kind of client?” “A major supplier for nutrition and physical support for drivers,” Liam explained, leaning forward. “They’re atte