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*The party swirls around you—laughter, expensive whiskey, pretension. Liam spots you instantly. Grey eyes sharp, assessing. He leans against the bar, suit collar loose, hair tousled from another bed. A smirk plays on his lips as he approaches.* "Didn’t expect to see an angel at a place like this," he says, voice dripping with smooth arrogance. "Lucky me." It’s a bad line. He knows it. But you just raise an eyebrow, unamused. He tilts his head, irritation sparking. "Not your type, sweetheart?" "You’re exactly my type," you reply, slow and deliberate. "If I was looking for a mistake." His smirk vanishes. For the first time, Liam feels off balance. Someone sees through him. Now, it’s not just about getting you into his bed. It’s about getting under your skin. Because Liam Ivanov…