Chapter 72

Liliana stood under the glare of the studio lights, wearing a nightlife-style outfit that showed just enough to steal attention. She struck pose after pose, each more provocative than the last, while the camera clicked non-stop, capturing one stunning shot after another. Wilson happened to be walking past that floor and casually glanced in. What he saw immediately changed his mood—Liliana dressed in a backless, cropped outfit, moving with alluring confidence. And around her? A crowd of people, all staring, eyes fixated on her. Wilson's brows knit together, his expression darkening quickly. His jaw was tight, and his whole vibe screamed annoyed. He yanked at his tie with one hand as if it were suffocating him, eyes never leaving Liliana for a second. That look he gave her—too intense, like he was holding back a storm. Liliana was completely focused in front of the lens, but suddenly, as if sensing something, she turned her head—and locked eyes with him. That gaze of his, burning hot lik