Deal Accepted

We wait until Liam, Rahul, Marco and their two unknown girls are given a high-top table before we start walking to them.

The girls are somewhat attractive, but neither of them are near Liam, so I don’t pay them any mind.

As soon as we’re close, Liam's gaze lifts directly to me as if he can feel me from afar.

My heart explodes and my wolf gets overly excited when I find his pretty brown eyes, but I manage to stay cool and collected as we reach the table.

"Hey, boys! Long time no see,” Layla says, letting go of my arm to walk closer to Rahul, "You've already met my friend Isabella, right?"

"Hi, Lay," Rahul replies, receiving Layla's hug and then looking at me. Liam and the girls stay silent, "It's good to see you again, Isabella."

"Theo will be jealous when he finds out we got to spend some time with you tonight," Marco comments with a playful tone as he greets me with a kiss on the cheek. Rahul does the same once he finishes hugging Layla. Liam stays still, "Are you girls here on your own?”

"I hope not, there's not enough room for them at our table," one of the girls says, trying to give me a bitchy look. I snort a laugh and roll my eyes, but she’s completely irrelevant, so I just ignore her.

"We're here with some other friends, I just wanted to come say hi with Layla since she happens to know you guys too," I tell him in the same fake voice I use with Theo, then I allow myself to look at Liam. The fucker is still silent, but his eyes haven't left me for a second, "Is Theo coming later?"

"I don't think so. He's been incredibly busy lately, as you probably know," Marco replies and I nod while pretending to look disappointed, but I'm actually relieved, "Would you guys like a drink while we talk?"

"We'd love a drink!” Layla replies, sitting on Rahul's lap even though the girl who clearly came with him is sitting next to him, looking infuriated. The other girl moves even closer to Marco and grabs his arm to pull his attention away from me.

That’s perfect for me, actually.

"How are you, Liam? Cat got your tongue?" I ask when I can't stand the silence between us anymore and I move closer until I'm standing next to him. Liam refuses to look at me now that I'm mere inches away, so I just stare up at him. No one is paying attention to us, so I dare to put a hand on his arm and that finally makes him turn to look at me, "I don't like being ignored."

"I don't fucking care what you like or not," he spits out.

"Liam," Rahul scolds him from across the table with an angry look, "Isabella is just trying to be nice. I'm sure Theo would appreciate it if you were polite to his girlfriend."

I'm not his girlfriend yet and I'm sure Liam doesn't give a shit what Theo would appreciate.

"Right, I apologize,” Liam says and puts a smile on his face that looks completely disruptive, then he turns to me and lowers his head a little to be on my level, "I'm fine and you? Good, great, I'm glad. How's work? Damn, sorry, I forgot you don't have a job... unless being a gold digging whore is a job?"

He’s fucking insane.

Marco's girl lets out a giggle that makes my blood boil and Liam's words have me wanting to scream and jump at his throat, but I have to remember that I can't drop the act for a second.

A good Luna would never pick a fight with a druglord in a bar.

"I'm so sorry, Isabella. Liam is just a pain in the ass," Marco apologizes, but my gaze is still on Liam.

"No problem, it's my fault for pushing him to be social," I reply with an innocent smile, "I’m sorry, Liam. I didn't know you were autistic."

His eyes get heated and I can hear Rahul's laugh even though he tries to hide it, but I'm not even being rude. I'm just being insensitive, but how far fetched is it? This guy doesn't know how to communicate, he doesn't have an ounce of social intelligence or filter and he can't control himself.

He might be autistic and don’t know it. And that's not a bad thing… but to be honest, I totally knew that calling him that would offend him. That’s why I did it.

"Anyway, I think I'll head back to the table with our friends. Bye, Marco," I say with a sigh before Liam can say anything else and then I give one last look at Layla. She’s still sitting on Rahul’s lap, "See you later, lovebirds. You look incredibly hot together, by the way.”

Layla giggles and Rahul smiles a little although he looks a little uncomfortable. I would love to stay here and watch the drama between them unfold, but I can’t.

I start walking back to our table and once I get there, I punch the table and let out a grunt. I wish I could punch Liam’s stupid face.

"Shit, what happened? Is everything okay?" Julie asks.

"That drugdealer Liam, he's a fucking nutcase," I complain, shaking my head, "He called me a golddigging whore in front of Theo's best friends. God damn it."

"Damn," Erik blurts out with a grimace, "Just stay away from him, Izzy, you definitely don't want that misogynistic piece of shit ruining you and Theo’s relationship."

"Right, we forgot to mention that," Julie says with a grimace, "Liam hates women in a viceral and overt way.”

The way she says that makes me go silent for a few seconds. Liam is sounding worse and worse with every new bit of information.

“What does that mea—“

"Miss, an anonymous gentleman sent you this," a waiter interrupts me, suddenly arriving at my side with a pink drink, "And this."

I grab the note he hands me and thank him with a smile before taking a sip of whatever this drink is. It's sweet and delicious. And then I open the note.

'I'm not autistic, you fucking bitch. Meet me in the bathroom now.

- Your fated mate.'

"Oh, my god," I blurt out in shock and crumple the note into a ball before anyone else can read it, "Ugh, what a pervert. I really hate men. This says I have the juiciest ass and he wants to eat it.”

"Ew," Julie replies. I shake my head as if I’m disgusted, but I change the subject and we talk about something random for five minutes, then I excuse myself to go to the bathroom.

I enter the hallway leading to the bathrooms and find it empty, which is very annoying.

Liam couldn’t wait even five minutes? What a bad mate. I shake my head and I start considering returning to the table when a service door opens and Liam's head appears. He beckons me to go inside.

I roll my eyes in annoyance, but I walk over to him. As soon as I’m within his reach, his hand grabs me and pulls me inside before closing the door and leaving us in complete darkness.

I blink until my eyes adjust and I can look at Liam again.

"What the fuck is your problem?"

"You are my problem. You have been my problem for two weeks now," he replies in a growl, "How dare you say we're not compatible? I haven't been able to stop thinking about you ever since I met you. It’s hell… and it's even worse when I have to listen to Theo talk about you all the fucking time. I hate him. And I hate you. And I am not fucking autistic."

"Are you sure about that?" I ask, squinting. Liam is trying to exterminate me with his eyes, "Okay, you're not. But you really need to learn how to control yourself then, you're worse than a kindergartner. You're an adult and you have to act like one."

"I don't have to do anything I don't want to, Isabella," he replies, crossing his arms like a petulant child. I hold his gaze for a few seconds and then I sigh when he doesn't say anything else.

"Was that all?" I ask, Liam remains silent, "Okay, good to see you. I’ll go back.”

I turn around and walk to open the door, but Liam stops me before I can open it. He comes up behind me, making my pulse skyrocket.

He doesn't say anything, just brings his face to my neck to breathe in my scent, then he moves all my hair to the side to leave a kiss on my neck, drawing an embarrassing little moan out of me.

I think he liked hearing it, though, because he growls and takes my hips in his hands, pulling me closer to his body to let me feel his hardness on my ass.

"I'm willing to accept your stupid three year deal," he says, speaking directly to my ear and making me shiver. Literally shiver, "I'll let you do whatever you want with Theo for three years, but I can see you whenever I want. As much as I want."

I swallow and nod. That sounds wonderful, actually.

"And I can exercise my right to touch you and have you as much as I feel like it," he adds, moving his hands down and lifting my dress until I have it all around my waist and I'm exposed, just in my little panties, "Are you okay with that?"

"Of course I am. I'm the one who proposed it first," I remind him, spreading my legs for better balance as he continues to caress my body, "You can have me as much as you want, just make sure you make it good for me.”

Liam lets out a deep chuckle full of manly confidence before bringing his hand directly to my pussy, over my panties.

"Do I even have to try? I haven't done anything and you're dripping wet," he exaggerates, although... he might not be exaggerating, "Believe me, I'll make it good for you. I haven't been able to stop thinking about all the things I'd do to you when I could finally catch you."

"Catch me? You just had to go get me," I say, closing my eyes and biting the inside of my cheek as he pushes my panties aside and touches my pussy directly, "I've been thinking about you, too."

"Good," he whispers, kissing my neck and stroking my pussy much more gently than I'd expect from him after all I've heard, "That's how it should be."