Naya’s POVLiam's recovery takes two more days before the doctors decide he's fit to be discharged. His legs still wobble a bit when he walks, but with help from Mike and another guy who visited, he gets to the rear seat of Mike’s car, and I join him there.Mike takes the steering, the other dude seated in the front passenger seat and nodding to a 90’s hip hop track that is playing.“Can’t you take us to something contemporary?” Liam asks Mike when he notices how detached I looked.Mike turns the volume down. “Say what?”“The fucking music, man. Can't you change it to something more modern?” Liam grumbles.“Oh. Wish I got any of that,” Mike chuckles. “All my life, my playlist’s been this way.”I let out a sigh at the same time with Liam. Mike turns the volume back up, and for twenty-five more minutes, we have to put up with the old songs that come after each other.Liam's house is a mess when we arrive. There's a pile of dirty clothes in his room which he should have washed before th
Naya's POVIt's 2:10pm the next day and I'm in Maddie's house. She's all jiggy when I let her know of the date I have today and that I want her to tag along.I wasn't able to sleep last night. All through the night, I chatted with Kelvin Anthony. I asked him if he was okay with me bringing a friend along and he said yes.I notice a comb tucked in Marie's hair and she's pulling out her make-up box.“Marie?” I call.“Yes, Naya.” She sounds so anxious.“What are you doing?” I ask.“Getting really,” she swiftly answers. “I have to look good, don't I?”I let out a soft exhale. “Can you please put yourself together? It's only 2pm, not 6pm yet.”She rushes to respond. “Celebrities don't wait for anyone. You could be thinking you have all the time in the world to get ready. All it takes is one nap and you'd find yourself at 5pm struggling to get ready and catch up with him.”“Nah. That's not happening,” I chuckle, shaking my head.I get up from the sofa. “Anyways, feel free to wear your make
Naya's POVThere's a glint of disappointment in Henry's eyes as he stands by the doorstep. When he opens his mouth to speak, my fingers curl into the side of my dress. “You're a married woman, Naya Yorke. Or, have you forgotten that?”I stand my ground, refusing to let him get the mental advantage over me.“How did you find me here?” I blurt out.His shoulders drop with a sigh. “Rowan owns the fucking hotel.”My heart drops to the pit of my stomach. I'm screwed.I'm speechless and he notices it. Then he takes matches forward until he has closed the distance between us.He grabs my hand. “We're going home.”My steps falter behind him as he drags me away.“Wh-what about h-him?” My voice shakes as I point at Kelvin who's on the floor as we move away.“I knocked him out,” Henry responds and my mind flies.“Don't worry. He can't file a case against you. Management will report that he had a hangover and misbehaved,” Henry says, the fast pace of his steps unyielding.“Uhm… My friend is in
Liam's POVThe sight before my eyes is hard to take in. It makes my fist crumple into tight balls.“How could you be so stupid?!” I yell at the physician as he bent on the floor with the small white towel.“I'll get all of it, please. I promise,” he cries.The princess' chest is heaving up and down with fear. Fear that her life is once more at risk.I yank the towel from the physician's hand and begin to collect all the spilled portions of the princess’ antidote.This shouldn't have happened. No.I literally held the door open for this bastard. All he had to was walk in like a normal human being and administer the antidote to her.“Fuck,” I mumbled after I have collected all of it.The towel looks nothing like one that has just touched a liquid.I used all the force in my arms and squeezed the towel. Guess what? All I get is a quarter of the tiny antidote bottle.“Fuck,” I cuss. We literally literally had six before this stupid physician spilled it.I want to punch the old man, but I
Liam's POV“That was hot,” Sophie whispers in my ear as I lay on the bed to catch my breath. “You're so hot when you hit it like that and finish inside of me.”“It’s the best thing to drive off the cold in the air tonight. And you know your body has this charm that drives me nuts,” I say to her.Her cheeks flush with a soft smile.She brings her face close to my chest and flicks her tongue on my nipple. My body suddenly jerks and goosebumps erupt on my skin. She smiles. “I won't say sorry, since you like it so much.”“You're a temptress and I love that,” I whisper.She gets up from the bed, her sexy figure cladding my whole vision.“I'll go clean up,” she says, “and make you something nice to eat when you wake up.”“That’d be so nice of you, baby,” I mumble.I try to fight off the haze in my eyes as her naked frame retreats from the bedroom. I focus my eyes on her backside, savouring the way she threw those hips from side to side and wobbled her ass as she walked.It's exciting and
Naya's POVIt takes every ounce of self control not to grab the knife behind Liam and stab his heart through the back.I can't believe that I haven't thrown up yet from the number of times I've kissed him this afternoon in the kitchen.It disgusts me. His mere presence.My mind can't shake off the feeling that he is up to no good.Everything about him gives that away; from the overly lengthy smile on his face, down to how he has endlessly tried to say sweet things to me.When he leaves, I go into the toil
Naya's POVThere's a frown on Liam's face immediately as I get into the car.“I told you to stay back, Naya,” he doesn't hesitate to say.His fists are tight on the steering, the engine of the car humming as it awaits him to put it in motion.“Babe… take it easy okay? We'll find a way to get the money and a donor,” I assure him.I'm so damned that I have to speak this way to this devil. But all I care about is the little child's life, nothing else.“I can't take it easy, Nay
Liam's POVI stand in front of the massive Greenheart hospital. My attention is stuck on their giant symbol — a snake curled on a green apple, while I wait for Naya to come out.I wonder what could have been the motivation behind the symbol. Every meaning I try to read into it has a negative message to it.I stroll down to the lot, unlocking my car and taking a can of whiskey from the dashboard. Taking a gulp, I squeeze the hot liquor down my throat and out the can down.Relaxing on my seat, a soft giggle escapes my lips as I think about how gullible Naya is. She has always been like that, anyway.