The first night Liam ever decided to visit a club had turned into something completely different from what he imagined. Isabella had already been escorted out, and Liam followed shortly after, stepping away from the pulsing lights and noise with a faint sigh.
"So much for a normal night," he muttered.
He wasn't angry. Just resigned to the fact that tonight was ruined for him. The experience had been ruined entirely, and continuing the night inside the club no longer appealed to him.
Outside, the midnight air of Macau was cool and quiet. Liam breathed deeply, letting the tension slide away as he walked to his car. There were still things he needed to do tonight, and he wasn't going to let some entitled young master spoil all of it.
He got into the Range Rover, started the engine, and pulled away from the curb.
"Time to sign in," he murmured.
