MARGARET POV
As we broke apart for air, my eyes flashed with anger. "Mr. Liam!" I exclaimed, my voice low and warning.
I was surprised by his sudden action.
But he just smiled, his eyes locked on mine. "There was someone following us with a camera, I know you didn't notice," he said, my voice low and urgent. "And don't try to turn back, Margaret.
He placed my forehead against his, my eyes closed . "Margaret, what if I tell you that I..." He whispered, his voice barely audible.
There was tension and a part of me was curious as to what he wanted to say.
"I love you," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "What if I tell you that I love you, Margaret? Would you believe me?"
My body tensed, my eyes wide with surprise. I tried to push him away, but he held me firm, his arms wrapped around my waist.
