CHAPTER 1: Caught In Bed

Monica walked into the house while humming a song with a carefree smile on her face. A blush covered her face as her mind drifted off to the previous night. Liam finally made love to her. It had been three years since they got married, and they had a normal relationship, but last night was different. They were quite wild. Although she was a bit disappointed that he had opted for protection, she was still happy that they were getting closer. She had known all along that Liam wasn't in love with her when they got married, but he also didn't have a girlfriend, so she had hoped he would, one day, fall for her.

Liam was her magazine crush before he became her husband. Since she was a model, she knew what beauty meant and Liam was the definition of one with his ocean-blue eyes and sharp jawline, his gleaming and perfect dentition. He was one of those eligible bachelors and young successful business men that graced the pages of magazines. She had fallen for him from the first time she saw his photos in a magazine.

She slapped her hand over her face and hurried to the kitchen, she would just cook for him. She decided to hurry upstairs and change before coming down to make dinner. After the previous night, she decided to make Liam's favorite. She knew just how much he loved her cooking.

She hurried upstairs, but her happy tone died down immediately when she reached the top floor. Right outside their bedroom were discarded women's clothes in front of the door. Her mind went blank as series of thoughts passed through her head. Her heart thumbed against her chest as she imagined the worst.

She stood there, completely frozen, but decided to check it out. All thoughts of making dinner flew out the window. She stalked towards the doors and stepped over the lady's clothes. Her heart hammered in her chest and her fingers trembled as she pushed open the door and stepped in.

"Why don't you divorce Monica! I have waited enough, Liam."A voice cooed from her matrimonial bed, an awfully familiar voice.

Monica paused right behind the door as her heart hammered in her chest. Laying in their matrimonial bed was her husband, Liam, and the one person she loved with all her heart, Brie, her younger sister.

"You know how much my grandma loves Monica. She has to do something bad before grandma would let me divorce her,"Liam replied.

Monica covered her mouth and almost stumbled. Liam was messing around with her sister. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

"But I'm tired of being the other woman, sneaking around with you. I feel depressed most times," Brie complained, and the final straw snapped. Monica couldn't believe their audacity. This wasn't their first time. Here she was, at home, being the dutiful housewife, but her husband was out there with her sister. How could they be so shameless?

"Just give me a little time, love." Liam cooed.

She wiped her face. He had never given her a nickname before, but he called her sister, Love.

Her throat felt choked and she suddenly coughed. The two figures stumbled and Liam got out of bed in a frenzy.

"MONICA! How long have you been there?" Liam asked with widened eyes.

Brie pulled the sheets over her body, "Sister, I'm sorry, but I love Liam so much, I didn't mean to betray you." Brie acted pitifully as she clutched the sheets. Her messy hair made her appear more pitiful.

"You don't have to apologize for anything, it's not your fault."Liam assured.

Monica laughed dryly as tears streamed down her eyes, "How long have you been sleeping around?" She yelled. Her composed attitude was gone. Brie pulled the sheets tight and looked more innocently pitiful.

"Monica, let's talk things out later! Brie is scared." Liam begged.

"Christ!" Monica laughed again, with tears in her eyes."Brie is scared, Brie is scared. How long have you been fucking my sister, Liam McKenzie?" She yelled.

Liam licked his lips and scratched his head. Frustration built up as Liam kept mute and Monica turned to Brie. "How long?" She asked.

"Sister...." Brie shook her head.

"How long?" Monica yelled at her.

Brie bowed her head, "Three years, but we are in love, and we want to get married."

All the air in Monica's lungs felt kicked out. Three long years. Since they had been married. He was avoiding her but fucking her sister.

"Since we got married, both of you have been having sex behind my back." Monica couldn't believe it. "I gave up my life for you, my career and dreams for you and all you could do was sleep with my sister."

Tears fell down her eyes and she clutched her chest. "I hate you." Monica screamed and picked up anything she could reach and flung at both of them, "Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!" She screamed.

Brie jerked back and covered her hand on her belly, "Sister, stop. You will hurt my baby."Brie screamed.

Monica's hand paused and her widened along with Liam, "You are pregnant with my husband's child." Monica's eyes widened in horror. The jokes were on her. She rushed to attack Brie when a strong hand reached out and grabbed her roughly and she landed on the floor.

"You pushed me..." She mumbled in disbelief.

"You were about to hurt my baby." Liam shot her a glare.

Monica fell on the floor and laughed hysterically, "Your baby with my sister!"

"I'm sorry sister but I love Liam."

Monica laughed, "Since we were kids, you liked whatever I liked and always made sure to get it for yourself. I never knew that one day, you would steal my husband."

"I was never yours."Liam cut her off.

Brie jumped from the bed, her curly brown hair fell over her same contrasting Monica's dyed blonde hair.

"He was never yours, Monica. The marriage was arranged. He loves me." Brie stood behind Liam as she spoke.

Monica stood up, "What about last night? It was a joke?"

Liam noticed Brie's look and frowned, "Last night was a mistake. I felt pity for you," he said.

Monica seemed to be struck by lightning. "You felt pity for me?" Tears streamed down her cheeks. Everything is a mess now. She ruined her career for someone who saw her as a burden. "Fuck you Liam, let's get a divorce."