Liam’s POV

The guests erupted into cheers at the mention of a man’s name—one that commanded so much respect, even without being seen. Yes, I’m that man. But was I going to go up on that stage and risk everything I was trying to accomplish? Hell no.

I turned to face Aliya, and the frown on her face spoke volumes. Was there any version of me she actually liked? She seemed to hate both Liam and Nick.

I chuckled lightly before speaking. “Didn’t tell me your husband-to-be would be invited,” I teased.

She rolled her eyes so hard they nearly disappeared into the back of her head. Her lips began...