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Chapter 3 The night of the party

Word Count: 1199    |    Released on: 29/06/2025

The night

d streaks of red and violet, casting shadows on bodies grinding against one another like animal

d the collar of his black leather jacket, an

d Kellan through the earpiece. "She'

spond. He alre

a Wes

if the world didn't matter. The spoiled heiress was everything her father warned him a

airtight. To Ariana and her world, he was Logan Rivers, a newly assigned driver from

as a

stbrook himself had su

oice strained with disappointment. "Someone trained

told him MrWestbrook had something bigger in mind than chauffe

to the beat, laughing as a guy offere

man-tall, scruffy, obviously drunk-stepped out of the shado

jaw tig

something in her ear-she frowned-and then he kissed her. Hard. Withou

ed in Lia

ged fo

llan muttered, but Liam

guy aside with a cold stare that said: Try me. Th

ling against his grip. Her eyes were

coolly, steadying her by the

wh

effortlessly, ignoring the eyes on them, the phones that may have caught f

he second man, steppin

ttered, lowering her g

us. "I hate you already," she mumbled before

hed cheeks. The smear of lip gloss from the assault. The fra

dea what she's

e club, Liam slipped his earpi

mplete. I'v

e cold voice o

hing like

hun

_________

olded, face stiff, lips pressed together so tightly they were losing color. T

teering, the other adjusting the Bluetooth as soft jaz

Ariana snapped, for the

Liam replied smoothly,

red, even. That only

he spat. "Driving me around like some

e annoyingly steady. "I was hired to ensure your

ed out the window. "

intly, almost a smirk-but it disap

ng off the SUV's surface. Students were already flooding the campus

Who's

her new b

river... that's a

stares slicing through

e could hear

deo? She was totally

ally kissed her like-ugh.

e with a bodyguard

it her. She turned to Liam, eyes blazing. "Y

sunglasses on, hands clasped professional

therwise,"

, you don't si

He started walking. She

hing. Everyone. Their eyes weren't

ision. His steps were calculated, sharp. His presenc

lack-on-black attire that clung just right, with a silver watch glinting on

y made her m

him, practically

er directly for the first time that morni

tbrook," he said, voice calm, laced w

stepped close, and growl

enter the lecture hall, sh

**k

ly slid the sunglasses back

se lenses, a s

ore-but none as delici

-

d her, Logan-no, Liam-walked b

t he slid into the driver's seat and closed the door behind him, his

e hidden butt

a voice crackled

Rep

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