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The way she moved, the way she wrapped herself in elegance and the way she acted shy whenever he was close to her drove him crazy.
Liam was a disciplined man, he knew what was good for him and what was not. And Cyra was like a poison slowly drawing him in, too good to be true and hard to get rid of.
She was tough when she needed her voice to be heard and straightforward, dedicated but she was still a woman and in times like this she bloomed.
After whatever happened between them in the car, Cyra picked up her phone talking to someone. Liam was sure she had a plus one but he wasn't sure if he'd be able to restrain himself if it was a man.
He stopped the other employee from opening her side and did it himself, the shock was evident in her eyes making her more desirable than just a few minutes ago.
"Are you going to make me waiting?" He loved his voice had an effect on her, she took his hand and wanted to let go as soon as she got out.
