He kissed her forcefully, desperation etched on his face, as if it were the last time he would ever kiss her.
For a long time, the man closed his eyes, his lips on her earlobe, his voice a broken raspy whisper: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"
He murmured, his heart shattering nearly to the point of death!
He, Liam Yancey, a towering figure akin to an emperor in Night City, a formidable presence in the business world, commanding half of Wallton.
But what use are such grand abilities, such great power, when he can't protect her, can't stay by her side forever?
He once promised her that he would never leave her, but now, what of 'never leaving', they are no match for fate!...
Liam Yancey held her for a long time, again and again, passionately kissing her lips. It took him two full hours before he gently laid her down on the bed.
He bent over and looked deeply at her until the pain in his chest was so overwhelming that he could no longer bear it and finally stood up to leave.
