3: opps, i just did it

Normally, I would want to do what my husband says. He knows I always do as I am told well unless the book’s job; I can't have another man looking at my body. 

   All those years of having men stare at me, I don't want to find another imperfection in me. 

   My gaze looked at the flower, my phone and Eric. 

    "Can I have 50 bucks from you?" I asked with a smile. 

   He hesitated, but searched himself and brought out a note. He handed it to me and stepped back after I took it. 

      "I am sorry I have ones, five and hundred," He said. 

   Well, a hundred would do so I smiled. 

    This rebellious act in me seems strong, but I don't want to get my husband angry. He likes me, right? 

   I stretched my curly hair for him all the time. I cut it for him once. I wear red and gold because he loves it, I dress as he wants. I eat what he wants me to eat and I am trying to get below 50kg because he wants me to be 45. 47 isn't that bad! 

           I am living for him, and he cheats on me! They were in a restaurant and I know they won't have sex in an open place, but I know what I saw. 

            "Eric, please get rid of the flowers for me and join me. " 

   Eric hesitated. 

 He looked at my phone, the money he had given me and my face. It was like he knew I was up to something but still want to let me do it. Well, one thing about Eric is that he lets me down what I want. 

    One time, He let me take lots of desserts and lied to Tyler. I had only a spoon when I was caught. That son of a... Urgh! husband of mine when doesn't let me take sweets? 

       "Ma'am, your husband will not appreciate if you leave his house today" Eric said. 

  

   I frowned. Who said anything about leaving!? 

     I glared at him till he was gone and as soon as he was out, I grabbed my phone and left. The other security didn't ask me questions and I feel like Eric might even be making all this things up. 

      I flagged a taxi, let him drive randomly till I saw an open bar and decided to stop. Well, I should have been certain about my destination because the tariff took also half the money I was with. 

        Before walking in, I hesitated. 

  For 4 years I haven't been in a bar or any gathering without Eric or my husband. Gosh! I feel empty. 

          Uncertain, I cautiously walked in the bar and started around. The place was half empty and I like it. I felt better at least no one would stare the heck out of me if they recognize me. 

  Who wouldn't? I basically grew up in the streets not far from here. I was almost in ever trash box in this town and the most popular model too. Wait a minute, my life basically got over immediately I married Tyler. 

     'Nah! I should be happy he took me off the street' I tried to console myself. 

     

        Sitting far from the rest, I secured a seat ath the far end in front of a handsome-looking bartender. He looked like he might be the same age as me or something. 

       "It's been a while. " He smiled. 

    I gulped saliva. Did he recognize me? I saw a model, maybe he fancy models. 

   

   "So what do you want to have this sweet afternoon? " He asked. 

    I smiled. 

 I don't even know what to have. I haven't had any alcohol since I married, not even wine. Should I take it now? What if Tyler gets mad if he finds out? 

       Rolling my eyes, I realized I already pissed him off by leaving the mansion without Eric. 

        "Knock me out with anything 50 buck, maybe vodka first. " I said. 

  He looked at me for a while. I could see that pity in his eyes and I knew that he would not give me. He didn't even move, making me freaked out and broken. I felt the lump in my throat and I just wanted to cry. 

       Holding the tears, I begged myself not to beg him that I want that fucking drink! I was getting furious and impatient when I heard someone talk behind me. 

      "Give her anything she wants," He said again. 

   I looked back to thank him but froze. There was something about this resemblance and his grace seem epic.. 

      "We met before. I am Liam Stone," He said as he took the seat next to mine. 

     Gosh, he was handsome. 

The man is tall, standing around 6'2" with a well-built, athletic physique. He has striking black hair that is thick and curly, falling just past his shoulders in soft waves. His facial features are chiseled and masculine, with a strong jawline and piercing dark eyes. He carries himself with an air of confidence and sophistication. 

I have been around rich people a lot but wow, and this is great. He was wearing a tailored suit in a fine fabric, a crisp white shirt, and polished leather dress shoes. There is an understated elegance to his style that hints at his affluence. 

        His eyes, his fine brown eyes and lips. 

    "I didn't catch your nam... "

    "Hayley" I interrupted. 

    Liam smiled. He moved slightly closed and "Believe me when I say you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met, Hayley," He whispered. 

    I blushed hard, like a teenager falling for her high school sweetheart. 

      "I am married, Mr Liam," I forced myself to say.

  For a split second, I thought I saw him frown, but he shrugged and smirks. 

       "That makes it better, Hayley. You are perfect. " 

   I gulped the drink that was placed in front of me and gasped. Fvck! It's been long and the feeling that burning sensation in my chest made me shiver. 

      "First time? "

   "Last time was four years ago. I was a pro," I laughed. 

     Liam laughed as he signalled the bartender to get something for him. He didn't say anything and got his drink. I feel like he is a regular customer. 

      "Well them, princess Hayley. Let's see how much of a pro you are this afternoon," He smirked. 

     Gosh! There was something about that look. Like it was up to no good and I still want to see the end of it. 

      From one glass to two and more. 

 I was having a good time. I was Liam's princess. I was carefree; I was... I was happy.

     Happy for myself. 

Well, I was happy because before I knew it, one thing had led to another, and we ended up back at a hotel room, tangled in the sheets.

   

       When I finally awoke, it was 3 am, and I was utterly naked. Panic seized me as I realized just how much trouble I was in.

   Tyler! I just cheated on my husband!! 

    "Fuck!" I cried as I rushed into a seating position. 

    Fumbling for my phone, I saw that Eric had called nearly 20 times, and Tyler had tried to reach me 5 times. 

      'No! No!! No!!!' I whispered in a panic. I could barely breathe while Liam sleep like a baby. 

    After getting dressed, I tip toed out the room, breathing heavy like I just killed someone. Fuck I did. 

    With a heavy heart, I called Eric and asked him to come pick me up and shared my location with him. My head still hurts, I could barely walk when I reached the mansion and I was certain Eric carried me. 

        I just need to sleep and when I wake up, I will realize that it had just been a very bad dream.