༺RAYNE༻ Talk about showing up whenever I need him the most! Liam's face twitches as he holds me steadily and reaches for my face. His thumb grazes my bottom lip, touching the blood. I wince and gasp, tasting the metallic flavour of my blood. His eyes burn as he stares at my bruised lip for seconds too long. He steadies me on the ground and leads me to stand behind him. He doesn't say a word to me. He just balls his fists and then has his back turned to me And before I can even blink he attacks Daniel with just one punch that he doesn't see coming. It's the hardest and most satisfying punch I've ever seen. It sends Daniel flying to the ground and gasping for air. “Liam!” Genevieve screams and covers her mouth as she gazes at Daniel in horror. I stare silently while Liam ignores her shriek and marches to where Daniel is lying. The imbecile coughs and blood sprays from his lips, a disgusting mist of blood that stains his teeth and chin, as he struggles to speak, but only manages a
༺LIAM༻“I'm telling you, Liam, Genevieve sent those gifts. It was her! Why won't you believe me?” Rayne asks, walking closely behind me.Fuck, this woman is so stubborn! I don't get why the heck she won't just drop this already. She's been going on and on for minutes now that it wasn't the son of a motherless bitch, Damien who sent the fucking lingerie, flowers and the rest of rubbish on the trolley.“Do you really expect me to believe that? Does that make any sense to you?” I turn around sharply to gaze down at her.She flinches at my sudden eye contact and then takes a step back. “Of course, it makes sense! Genevieve hates me! She thinks I stole you away from her so she's trying to sabotage our relationship. Don't you see? That's the reason she followed us all the way to Paris.”Rayne does what she usually does with her fingers when she's frustrated—clicks them together real quick, like she's trying to get her point across in a hurry.And then she waves her hands in front of her fa
༺LIAM༻ I break the kiss and cup her cheeks, trying to keep her at arm's length. “What are you doing here?” My eyes roam over the room. It's a suite just like the one Rayne and I share. “And whose suite is this? I didn't know you were staying here too.” Genevieve ignores my questions and grabs the back of my head. She tiptoes to reach my level while lowering my head close to hers. She resumes tonguing me and sucking on my bottom lip. My blood gets hot and starts flowing to my lower region. The feeling is maddening. Genevieve has always made me feel this way without even trying, like she has a direct line to my darkest desires and knows exactly how to ignite them. Resisting her is one of the hardest things I've ever done. My mind wanders off a little to when I first met her at a strip club years ago. She was a wildcat on that stage, all smouldering eyes and curves that could make a man go insane and grow a boner in seconds. She was dancing like the devil himself had a hold on her,
༺RAYNE༻ What has come over Liam? For hours, he disappeared to only God knows where and then he just showed up and kissed me without saying a word. He even removed my towel and carried me to the bed just like that. Now he's asking me to spread my legs. I don't understand this man. And I don't want to. I throw my arms across my chest and close my legs tight, blocking his view, his hard dark gaze lingering on my naked body. Goosebumps break out on my skin, a shuddering wave washing over me as he looks at me like he's never seen me before. Liam speaks in a throaty voice, “You're going to make me ask twice? Spread. Your. Legs.” I gulp and my breath hitches, my lungs burning as I try to figure out the reason for his sudden behaviour. “I want to see you, all of you,” he adds, taking a step closer to the edge of the bed. I gulp again and a small gasp tears out of my lips. The slut in me is begging to be let out and urging me to spread my legs, my pussy pulsing with heat, but my brain i
༺RAYNE༻ I scowl and wriggle my wrists in a bid to set them free from Liam's iron grip. I don't want this. There's no way I'm going to put up with being called another woman's name while he's inside me. It's a humiliation I refuse to endure. It's disgusting and I won't stand for it. But Liam refuses to let go, his fingers digging deeper into my skin like he's trying to hold onto something that's slipping away. “Let go of me, Liam,” I spit, shaking underneath his body. Liam pulls back a little, more than half of his shaft still lodged in between my legs. His expression is unreadable at first and then it changes quickly. Something like guilt flickers in his sharp grey eyes. “Rayne, I—” “Oh, it's Rayne now? What happened to Genevieve?” He sighs but still doesn't release me or makes a move to get off me. “It's not like that.” “Really? Then tell me what's it like because right now, it seems I'm clearly just a substitute for who you really want to fuck.” Bile churns in my stomach and
༺RAYNE༻Our fake honeymoon in Paris started off as nothing but plain, boring and uneventful—well, except for the little 'trouble' Genevieve caused. But then it turned into something out of a damn erotic novel, with Liam and I fucking in every corner of the city.Did I say erotic novel? Scratch that. It's literally a freaking porn movie, minus the flaky plot and terrible acting, of course.It turns out that Liam was just as sexually starved as I was, which I wouldn't have believed had he not been fucking me like a jackrabbit on steroids, in every position imaginable—against walls, on tables, in alley and even in a freaking fountain!He screwed me sideways in the Louvre, bent me over the Pont des Arts and made me cum on the steps of Montmartre. And I didn't let him get away with all the control. I also took charge, riding him like a cowgirl, reverse cowgirl and every other girl, while his eyes rolled back and begged for more.Sabrina was right when she teased that our honeymoon would pr
༺RAYNE༻ “Breaking news: Mayor Baker has been arrested on charges of fraud, embezzlement and corruption. A federal investigation alleges the Mayor used city funds for personal gain and accepted bribes from contractors. This shocking arrest marks a dramatic fall from power for the longtime Mayor. City officials are calling for resignation as details continue to emerge. We'll bring you updates as the story unfolds.” I gasp in shock as I stare at the news report on my phone. Mayor Baker has been arrested? For real? But he's always seemed so honest and genuine, I can't believe he'd be involved in something like this. This doesn't make any sense. Liam strides into the bedroom, wearing in a black turtleneck shirt and a grey suit jacket. His hair is wet, slightly tousled, with a few strands falling down his across his forehead. “You're not dressed yet?” He arches an eyebrow and stands in front of where I'm seated on the bed. “We don't have all the time in the world, Rayne.“ But I'm not
༺RAYNE༻ “And this, mes amis, is the iconic Eiffel Tower, the iron lady of Paris. Built for the World's Fair in 1889, she was meant to be temporary but she has become a permanent fixture in our city's skyline. And isn't she just breathtaking?” The tour guide, Noemi, booms with pride as she leads us to the tower, gesturing at it. She's a tall woman, her hair is pulled back in a sleek ponytail, showcasing her heart-shaped face. Her bright red lips curve into a charming smile. She's seemingly younger than I am but barely. I gaze up at the landmark in awe, feeling so tiny in comparison, my eyes lighting up like the twinkling lights in the tower itself. Liam's standing next to me but he doesn't seem as impressed or as excited as I am. He's more interested in his phone than the view. I can't complain. I'm the one who wanted to come here, not him. He's not exactly a lover of 'sentimental nonsense' like he calls it. I'm happy he even finally agreed to bring me here. “Shall we go up?” Noem