Chapter 2
Liam stood up with slow, deliberate menace, his broad shoulders squaring as he turned his piercing gaze upward toward the grand staircase. Julian swallowed hard, his throat going completely dry as he met the cold, lethal stare of the city's most feared venture capitalist. "Do you have any idea whose mother you just assaulted on live national broadcast television, you miserable coward?" Liam demanded in a low, terrifying voice. Julian’s companion fumbled backward, his olive-green sweater vest damp with nervous sweat as he looked frantically toward the heavy double doors.
"She was trespassing on Vance family property and threatening our corporate restructuring plans, Sterling; she had it coming!" Julian stammered defensively. Liam didn't blink, his eyes narrowing into slits of pure, simmering rage that promised absolute destruction for the arrogant young heir. "Property rights don't give you the license to commit elder abuse, Julian, and your corporate restructuring ends right here, right now," Liam retorted coldly. The marble foyer seemed to grow several degrees colder as the heavy oak doors clicked shut behind three armed federal security guards.
