Chapter 52: Liam's Screw Loose

༺RAYNE༻

“Damien?” Liam utters his name like a curse, his voice rumbling with a low growl.

He snatches the card from my grasp and reads it again and again as if doing so would change the words or make them less true. His eyes narrow into slits, his jaw tightens, and his face darkens with each passing second. It's like he's trying to will the message away, but it's there, staring him in the face.

“What the fuck is this, Rayne?” He raises the card to my face, the muscles and veins straining in his arms like they're about to rip out. “Why the fuck is that son of a bitch sending you lingerie and love notes?”

I flinch at the intensity of his anger and step back. I'm just as shocked as he is. How the hell would I know why Damien sent me lingerie? I never thought he could do something like this. Sure, our date that night was fun and all. But that was all it was. Plain fun.

Damien didn't give me any reason to believe or suspect that he was into me or that he had any romantic feelings for