Liam Grant's eyes were as sharp as blades, pinning Derek Fields to the spot.
His handsome face was dark with rage, and the chill radiating off him was suffocating.
Derek was completely unnerved.
He knew of Liam—had always known.
But this was the first time they had officially met.
And Liam's presence was overwhelming. Now, with fury written all over him, he was downright terrifying.
Panic shot through Derek's veins. His mind went blank, legs turned to jelly.
Instinctively, he bolted.
But just as he tried to dart past Liam, he was yanked back by the arm and slammed into the wall.
Bang.
His back hit the hard wall with a crack, pain shooting down his spine as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Liam grabbed his collar and landed a brutal punch straight to his nose.
A sharp, blinding pain exploded in Derek's face. Stars burst behind his eyes. His ears rang.
Before he could react, another blow hit his eye socket, hard enough to blur his vision.
He tried to escape.
