#Chapter 94: Deal With the Devil

Liam’s POV I was in the middle of my third set of bench presses when a buzz of tension spread through the underground gym. My senses immediately sharpened, and I glanced around, spotting a massive security guard striding towards me. Everyone else in the gym stopped what they were doing, eyes wide, waiting for a confrontation. I dropped the barbell back onto its rack and stood up, wiping my hands on my shorts. “Are you Liam?” the security guard asked. "Yeah, I’m Liam. What do you want?" I said, making sure to keep my face The security guard, built like a tank and with a no-nonsense look on his face, didn’t flinch. "Mr. Winslow requests your attendance at his house tonight for dinner." A ripple of murmurs passed through the gym. Aaron Winslow wasn’t someone who sent dinner invitations lightly. And definitely not in front of a crowd. I kept my expression neutral. "What’s it about?" "That’s between you and Mr. Winslow." I sighed, grabbing my water bottle and towel. "Fin