Chapter 6

SARAH'S POV 

I stood there, not moving an inch until I heard the bathroom door close behind me.

As soon as I heard the shower turn on in the bathroom, it dawned on me that this was my opportunity to either run away or case my surroundings.

Holding my breath, I tiptoe out of the room, slowly inching the door open so I could step outside.

If I thought it looked beautiful from my bedroom, then I was sorely mistaken, the view was absolutely breathtaking and I had to stop and pause for a second to soak it in.

Taking a couple of more steps forward, I realized that we were on the second story of the high-rise building that overlooked what seemed like a pool or a lake… I couldn't be sure because I rarely escorted Emily or Dad out when they were vacation.

Conscious of the time and the consequences if Liam came outside and find out that I was missing, I cased the property as fast as I could and deduced that we were in some sort of Villa- it was too small to be called la mansion- before stepping back out inside.

The problem is the Cooper family was stinking rich and they had lots of different properties around the world, this could easily be a part of that.

However my current location was the least interesting thing that was on my mind.

 I knew that what Liam just did was considered a slap on both families faces, adding to the fact that he kidnapped me in the same ceremony that he didn't attend.

If the media caught wind of it… and by now they should have, it was going to be devastating for everyone involved, which begs the question… what the hell was Liam thinking?

Contemplating on my next move and what to do, the shrill ringing of a device pierced the quiet of the room.

Searching around, I spotted it hidden in his jeans and tapped on the screen.

It was a notification for an incoming call and the caller ID indicated that it was Emily, my half sister.

Crap. What to do….?

Biting down on my lip, I debated picking up the call, scared of what would happen if he stepped out and found me with his phone.

Ultimately, my safety weighed more importance and I picked it up. “Hello?”

There was a brief cause before Emily's stunned voice came over the speaker. “Sarah? Is that you?”

I nearly fainted from relief, speaking as softly as I could so my voice didn't carry. “Yeah, Emily. It's me.”

“Oh, my god! I've been trying to reach you for hours… where are you? What's going on?” Emily sounded concerned, which was surprising.

Turning around so my back face the door I tried to explain as fast as possible, muttering under my breath. “Yeah, I'm fine but I don't know where I am. It's just I-”

Due to how, I was positioned I didn't see Liam stepping out of the bathroom but I heard the door slam shut and seconds later, his arms wrapped around me the soothing smell of mint and floral wash flooding my senses.

My hand dropped to my side, partially terrified of what he would do when he found out about it.

However, I shouldn't have bothered because he was so concerned about sniffing my neck and running his hands all over my body that he didn't pay attention to what I was holding.

I don't know what happened or changed from the car ride to this place but Liam was not the same person.

He was softer, more gentle, sweet and quite affectionate…. It was hard to resist this kind of person compared to who he was before.

Liam change his temple running his hands of this sides of my body and his mouth were doing sinful things to my neck that was making a difficult to concentrate.

For a second there, I almost forgot that I had Emily on the phone and she was my ticket out of this hell hole.

“Hmm, you smell so good. What perfume do you use?” Liam purred, using a sexy undertone that made his voice sound like blended whiskey. 

He started moving his hands ever so slowly, almost as if he was seeking permission, up my front inching dangerously close to my breasts.

At this point I was finding it really hard to breathe or even form my next thought.

My body was lax and without my consent, my palm opened and the phone clattered gently to the ground, the sound muffled by the rug.

Liam brushes the pad of his thumb against my hardened nipple, making my back arch in pleasure.

A soft moan escaped my parted lips.

Suddenly, almost like as a reward, Liam spins me around and kisses me deeply.

His lips were so soft, it felt I was being kissed by a cloud but boy, did he know how to kiss!

His big, strong hands held me so firmly that I truly felt like a woman.

My knees buckled under the force of kids and it was only those arms that were keeping me upright.

Slowly, he pulled away bringing his lips up to my ear. I thought he wanted to continue but I heard his words whisper softly around my ear. 

“Don't even think about trying to cross me in that manner…” he rumbled, pulling back so he could run his hands over my parted lips, a small smirk on his lips. “Or next time, I might not be as lenient as I was now.”

“But, wait… I didn't say-”

“Shhhh….” he silenced me, pressing his thumb to my lips to shit me up.

While I was still trying to figure out how he knew I was on the phone with someone, he tapped my cheeks twice before bending in front of me to pick up the phone smoothly, walking towards the door.

I stood there in a daze, still trying to unscramble my brain from that passionate kiss he delivered.

My knees still felt like jelly.

Surely, it should be a sin for a man to be that hot and talented.

“Just so you know, Sarah….” He turned around to face me with one hand on the knob, those beautiful back muscles rippling. The way my name rolled off his tongue had never sounded so sinful. “Dinner will be ready in a bit, so get dressed in something nice and meet me downstairs, will ya?” He winked at me, chuckling lightly as he walked out the door as though he didn't just threaten a couple of minutes ago.

Standing in the middle of an empty room, I've never felt more scared and helpless.