Mitchell, Garrett Norman's supposedly special mistress, is dressed outrageously. Aside from the loud makeup which is not the only thing I notice as I move my eyes to the plunging neck of the other woman's body hug dress, her breasts were partially covered. An amazing feat of the dress I must say. I recall our encounter at the party when I almost got slapped with those sizable breasts and I scrunch my face at the unpleasant memory. "Hello Liam Knight. You look dashing" her voice drops as low as a throaty whisper. Her eyes were literally striping his cloths, eye fucking him. I puke in my mouth, taking my gaze back to the menu. I have no idea what Caesar salad is but it is the most recurring dish on the menu. But my attention zeros on the honey roast duck and chicken cordon bleu. Those certainly had to be good. "And won't you introduce me to your lovely company?" My gaze moves once again from the menu to Mitchell whose nose is twitched like a hound scenting a fox. Her curly brown h
I bit back a moan as I chewed slowly on my meal. I guessed right, the chicken cordon bleu tasted fringing great. Our orders arrived a few minutes earlier and it's been la la wonderland. And not to forget the excellent wine. Just staring at the bottle makes my stomach dance with joy. I reach the bottle but Liam beats me to it picking up the bottle. I look up at him with my brows arched in question. "You shouldn't drink much" he explains pouring the wine into my glass himself. I watch like a hawk as he fills my glass and a muscle jumps in my jaw when Liam stops with my glass half way filled. "What's this?" I snarl. He smirks, setting down the bottle gently. "Wine, what, is it wrong that I choose to do the serving?" I scrunch my nose narrowing my gaze at him. "Whatever" not like I can't reach for it next time. The next time never arrives as every time I reach for the bottle Liam would always beat me to it. It was like he predicted my move even before I made it. "Stop that" I
"I never really asked about the offer with the St. Bond" he interrupts the silence, his voice free from any sign of anger. I swing my leg and arm casually over him burrowing close to him like a cat. "The offer is great, don't you think?" He hums in response, his fingers drawing imaginary circles on my clothed back. "You are the perfect person for the job" I beam as he said that. "You know I've never imagined myself as a model but I'm a hundred percent sure I'm gonna rock it" Liam lets out a throaty laugh, his chest vibrating beneath my cheek, his heart beating a steady, strong, reassuring tempo in my ear. "I'm sure you will" there is another moment of silence before he speaks up again, "Why didn't you just ask directly about Mitchell?" I shrug. "It's not my business anyway" And although he didn't say it out loud I heard him whisper 'it should be' but I decided to ignore what i heard.He picks up my finger from where it laid on his chest then begins to play with my fingers pickin
I jerk off the bed, blinking to focus. What in the world was that sound? I look beside me and find the space empty with no sign of Liam anywhere in the room. Instead I find something else though, something shocking. The room is in a complete mess, more like in complete havoc. Did I sleep through an earthquake? I glance at the digital wall clock hung up on the wall and see it is still very early. Early as in, twelve in the morning. Then that means the crashing sounds from earlier wasn't a dream? Pillows scattered everywhere. Broken glasses everywhere. The night table flanking the bed was in complete disorder. Even the pretty flower vases were smashed everywhere. Clothes scattered everywhere. And portraits smashed to the ground. It looks like a vicious tornado had ripped through the room and left all the possessions in a complete mess. And the possibility of a volcano is a zero and that leaves only one other possibility, Liam. “Liam” I called in panic, my eyes trained on the two oth
Liam stiffened as if I had hit him, slowly pulling away sniffing loudly. It was like the moment was finally over. And I knew it and didn't try to force it either by letting him pull away from me and not forcing him to meet my gaze.and I make it easier by not staring at him at all. We both stay in silence staring up at the midnight sky. I thought of the fear when I had been searching for him and my heart cramp in my chest. Thank God he's alright. Barely. But alive and the wound didn't look that deep either. I want to blast whatever caused Liam to get like this but then again I'm clueless so all I can do is keep my anger to myself. “Can I have some alone time” Liam breathes out in a mare whisper that I have to strain my ear to listen. I turn and lift my gaze to his, doubt shimmering in my eyes. “Please” he adds not sparing me a glance. I bit on my lower lip then nod slowly, my eyes locked keenly on his face. “Okay. In case you need anything just give me a call” He doesn’t re
I moan shifting closer to him desperate to feel him again. He leans forward but pauses taunting me with his breath against my aching middle. I groan in frustration losing the patience I don't have. If I wasn't sitting down my legs would have collapsed from under me as I swoon in ecstasy. If he doesn't make a move now I'm going to scream and shove his face there myself, I think to myself staring down at Liam through a partly open eye. "So impatient" he whispers in a husk voice, his breath fanning me. I nod in agreement, "Is that necessarily a bad thing?" I say breathless. "I'm not complaining," he chuckles. I feel myself frowning as I snap at him, "Well then hurry up" He does just that. His fingers trailing up my thigh hitching the shirt up. My eyes drifted close awaiting the pleasure to come when all of the sudden an image of Liam with puffy eyes and the flash of pain his eyes held drifted into my head and chills broke down my spine. The image slams into me, making me flinc
“Yes, I’ll be there in a jiffy” I say into the phone not making any attempt to hide my excitement. The instant the call gets disconnected I gush loudly jumping around the room. The door to the main exit opens and Vilda pops her head in scanning the entire room before her eyes come to rest on mine, deep with curiosity and questions. “I told you they’d call this week” I tell Vilda with a smirk. I remember telling Vilda the news of my modeling offer and although she didn’t doubt it, she suggested instead that she would begin work next month or sometime far away since Evans company doesn’t announce any new product like I had expected. Vilda rolls her eyes, “Yeah whatever” I scoff unaffected by her nonchalance. “Tell the driver to get ready we have to get to the company before an hour” “He’s already ready” she says dryly and my bows drew together in question, was I so loud? “Sir Liam called,” she explains, probably noticing the question in my gaze. Vilda then gives me a quirk n
"Yes that way" the photographer says with a satisfied grin, his eyes glittering with content. "Tilt your head back a bit…" he says hovering around me with his camera pointed directly at me, the flashes from the camera hurting my eyes. I do just what I'm told, pushing my head back revealing my neck. I try not to look at anyone as I do so, it will only make me feel more terrible. After overhearing the conversation at the dressing room my mood has been a drag ever since, I don't think I can fake anything. "Yes more. Give me more. You are a natural" he tells me. But I don't smile. I don't feel happy either. Was he paid to say this? Or is he saying all this to not get on my bad side? I eye the dark haired sturdy photographer and my jaw set. He must also think I'm not good enough. That the others are way better than me and being all lovey because he wouldn't want to upset his boss. "Focus beauty" the photographer scolds lightly, his eyes free from any judgment but it did nothing to m
Scarlett**FOUR YEARS AFTER…. “I would kill, honestly… anything for some peace and quiet, and less danger right now" I slap Liam's arm and he chuckles. "Just joking…" He says through his teeth as he picks up the toys from the floor and turns off the TV. The moment the TV went off, our babies went off with their cries, turning red. I glance at Liam and let out a sigh.. "This is sure going to be one long day" _ The doorbell goes off and I find myself running down the stairs to get the door. I open the door and Ginny's grin makes me smile. "Now where's my favorite Twin?" She shakes the wrapped present in her hand. I notice Michael behind her, holding a really huge wrapped gift. "They're upstairs, Liam's trying to put Rick in his outfit" I say and Ginny walks inside. "Hey Michael…" I say, the moment he steps in. "I don't mean to pry but that's a teddy bear… right" I touch the wrapped present, and feeling its softness, I breathe out a sigh of relief.. Michael smirks, "Ginn
With Ginny and Hannah now inside the living room, enjoying a warm cup of coffee, and giggling to themselves. I get a plate of cookies ready for them, and when I get back to them, they simply ignore my cookies and Ginny waves her hand. "Go on now… You go first" She says and Hannah nods In agreement. "Why me? We yelled guess what at the door together, and we did not ride a three almost four hours long ass ride to come here and just simply spill it" Ginny scoff and I laugh. "How's Liam by the way…?" Hannah asks. "Yeah, forgot to ask about him," Ginny adds. "He's in a therapy session, he'll be back soon, he's good" I smile. "Good, now spill the tea… we're getting impatient" Ginny urges me. I laugh again, but I go on to tell them about a new product that's going to be made after me, and their reaction just made me feel brand new. "Girl! That's big news" Ginny covers her mouth with her hand. My eyes immediately catch the shiny thing around her middle finger and I grab her hand.
The day is expectedly bright and sunny, and deadly hot. I Decided to sunbathe minutes ago and can already feel my skin tearing apart. I take the shades off my eyes and turn to the pool In front of me.. I don't even know how to swim. How embarrassing can my life get? I get on my feet and walk slowly to the edge of the pool where I take a seat and dip just my legs into the cold water, and it feels nice already. Liam isn't home and my life feels like it's falling apart. He's currently with his walking therapist or whatever they call him, and I feel like I'm having the worst day ever. It's been two days since I had that weird sex dream about Liam… Not weird per say, cause I really enjoyed it honestly, and telling him about it just made us both feel like hell. It was a mistake I shouldn't have went for, cause he just laid there, listening to me talk about fuckin him and I went on to pour out my kinky desire, knowing that if he tries to bang me. He might break more than just his bone
Scarlett "It won't stop raining" I sigh walking away from the window and to the bed where Liam is busy with his phone. "It's not like you're going to do anything with the rain, take a seat" He looks away from his phone and gently taps on the bed for me to come seat. "I don't really enjoy rainy days in the middle of summer, it's just 12pm and yet feels like 12am" I shudder, taking a seat beside him. He wraps me like an infant and gives his attention back to his phone."You're going to hold me and not even look at me?" I scoff, pulling the knee length warm socks to give my legs a proper coverage. He glances at me and gives me one of those smile of his, that excited my every being. He gently drops his phone and steadies his wrapped hand around my waist. "Okay now, careful," I scoff referring to my- our babies and he laughs."I'll be careful… The most careful" He leans down and starts to kiss me gently. His body completely buried mine. Goodness, I've missed this heavenly fe
It's been three weeks since Anne kidnapped me. I don't think I've ever used or thought of the word 'kidnapped' until I started living with Liam. And he started it all this. Liam's better and has been getting some type of therapy Halle recommended, for walking properly. He still uses crutches around the house though, but I am glad his health and everything that that fine body of his has are improving greatly. I could say I no longer need hiding but still stay with Liam in his father's home. Anne has been put to bar after her dirty atrocities were leaked. And hell it was a lot. The night after she kidnapped me. For the freaking second time. Everyone watching the news station at that moment went wild when the news lady started to reveal all her crimes and I don't know who gave them that information but Anne isn't going to be coming out of jail for a very long time. It was said she was partners with a drug dealer who also owned an underground brothel where they make
I make my way towards Liam, a rigid smile on my face. He doesn't look happy, but I can tell the relief he's feeling just by staring at me. I walk up to him and fall to his body like he's not covered in cast. My hands wrap around his neck and I start to cry like a child. He wraps me with his only movable hand and buries his head in my neck. God I miss him so much. Not just miss him because I was kidnapped by his crazy aunt. I missed him, everything about him and mostly his touches and what his face feels like, buried in my neck. I let go of him when I feel my weight becoming too heavy for him. I straighten my posture as I wipe my tears, that is getting frozen already. Summer nights are always the coldest. "Why did you come out… it's too cold." I say, picking up the blanket that had fallen from me while giving Liam a hug. "I couldn't just sit still and watch some weird woman do something to my wife." He scoffs. His wife… I sniff, "But still, you've not recovered fully
Scarlett "You're making this really difficult you know that" Ruby scoffs cupping my cheek and straddling me at the same. I don't reply her and just let my thoughts run through my mind. "Are you even listening to me Scarlett?" Ruby raises my head with her index finger. I glance down at her body which is now open, with her shirt lying on the floor. "What do you need my attention for? You want to have your way with me… go on then" I shrug. Crying or trying to struggle out of this will be futile. My hands are densely tied and even if I do get out of the room, I don't know what's out there. Waiting for me. Ruby scoffs, "You're making this really difficult for me… for us" "There's no us, there can never be an us, not tonight… Not forever" I say, looking at the rope around my wrist. I feel Ruby weight leave mine and she gently goes on to grab her shirt on the floor. She comes back to seat on the bed beside me and after a moment of silence, I hear her breathe. "I don't regret i
LIAM-I am currently exercising self-control while I lie here by myself in my bed. Scarlett and the nurse left the building approximately ten minutes ago, but she still hasn't arrived. I quickly peek at the clock on the wall and then out the window to confirm that the sun is still shining. I realise that it has been a few minutes since Scarlett has left, but I still can't stop thinking about her. All of a sudden, I find myself grinning like a fool while thinking about Scarlett. There is a part of me that is curious about what took place between us over the previous few months that I can't remember, but there is also a part of me that doesn't want to know. When you wake up one day and realise that someone else has already started to make your heart beat faster for them, it is pretty strange. It is not completely strange, but it is strange. And there I was, assuming that love would be difficult for someone like me to experience. I feel… I have no idea, but might this be what it's li
Scarlett~~*What's that smell… Smells really good. I snap my eyes open and the pink ceilings above my eyes, gets me on a chokehold. Where the fuck am I? I sit up, and the lady in front of me jumps. "Oh dang, Mrs. Knight you scared me" she places her hand on her chest. "Who are you?" I ask, looking around. The room looks like a pink unicorn puked all over it. The last thing I remember is… I gasp. Ophelia, Ophe freaking Lia! I try to get out of bed, but I notice my hands are softly tied to a pink rope which is tied against the bed board railings."Who are you and where am I?" I ask the lady in the room, who's now filling two cups with chocolate tea. "I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to say anything" She doesn't look at me. I sigh. She fills the cups with tea and I watch her scurry out of the room with an aloof smile. What the hell. I turn to the ropes around my wrists, and though it looks completely harmless, it still looks like it's completely hard to take off. T