Love Like a Sinking Ship

Summary

The party at the reunion was in full swing when Liam, the former king of our high school, suddenly smashed his wine glass at my feet.

Red wine, splattered with glass shards, stained my white dress, looking just like blood.

“Willow Reid, I hear you’re exclusively servicing rich old men these days?”

He loosened his tie, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. “How much for a night? For old times’ sake, I’ll take you for a month.”

The private room fell silent.

Every eye was a dagger aimed at me.