Liam Mackenzie

They'd been enemies since school. Liam Mackenzie was the prefect, a straight-A student, the heir to a fortune, accustomed to being in control. And she was a brash upstart, always challenging him. He hated her brashness. She hated his arrogance. He graduated from university in his third year, and she continued her studies. Their paths rarely crossed until one day he realized all his anger was just a mask for what he was afraid to admit. Today she was sitting at the Palazzo del Gusto restaurant. Mark was at the table across from her, handsome and smiling, completely not her type. She'd agreed to this date out of spite, whether it was Liam or herself; she no longer knew. Liam entered the room, his cold gaze fixed on her. He approached the table, ignoring a stunned Mark. "I can tolerate a lot when it comes to you," Liam said, looking only at her. His voice was quiet, yet steely. "But there are lines you can't cross. You can eat with him, but you're leaving here with me."