CHAPTER 41: LIAM

"What were you thinking?" Emma asks, still pressing on even after I told her I don't want to talk.

I keep her silent throughout the whole ride, even in the helicopter, on the way back to the Hotel in Bora Bora.

She eventually stops asking and I hate to admit, I'm glad.

I'm glad because I also don't know why I reacted like that, because of something he said about her.

The asshole was proud, satisfied with my reaction, that's what he wanted and I gave it to him. I've always hated that motherfucker, and I always will, I'll never believe a word that comes from that fucker's mouth.

Fucking piece of shit.

At the hotel, Emma doesn't stop at her door, rather she keeps following me.

"Emma," I warn. "Not now."

"Bullshit, I won't leave till you tell me what's going on," she insists.

Sometimes I forget how bullheaded she is.

I ignore her and open my room with the key card, she comes in after me and I turn to face her.

"It's been a long evening, we both should get some rest," I suggest.

She shakes