Liam’s POV

I had never seen a woman so pretty in deception. Aliya embodied it like a beautiful evening gown and made sure to stand out.

As I stared at her and Brooke’s shocked faces, I couldn’t help but chuckle.

I was a De Luca. I couldn’t be fooled—and worst of all, not by a woman. I knew it all. I knew I couldn’t be easily forgiven, but I didn’t care. I was ready for her to take her revenge on me and let me into her life after she was satisfied.

Aliya was no saint, but she wasn’t a devil either. She wasn’t an angel to me, and despite...