.Felix opened the car door and I stepped in. The soft hum of the engine filled the silence as Felix drove through the boulevard. I sat curled up in the passenger seat, staring out of the window at nothing in particular. My arms were wrapped tightly around me, as if I was protecting myself.As the assault replayed in my head, I wrapped my arms more tightly and shook my head vigorously as if that would clear the ugly memory away. When I could take it in no more, I broke into a sob.Felix, seeing that I was shaken, parked the car. After crying for a few minutes, he hands me a soft linen handkerchief which I use to wipe my snotty face. When I'm satisfied with my tears, I look out the window to avoid his pitiful gaze. I appreciate his concern but I don't need pity right now. Especially seeing as all these things are Liam's fault in a way. And he's Liam's friend."Amelia," he said softly. "It's okay, you're safe now." He paused, not wanting to push too hard."I don't know what I'm even doi
I stepped into the luxurious spa, Liam by my side. Yesterday's events still lingered in my mind, but he seemed oblivious.He had barely spoken a word about the party, about Greg, or anything that transpired. No apology, no acknowledgment. Nothing. Instead, this morning, he had casually instructed me to follow him to the spa, like everything was perfectly normal. I, on my part, have put the ugly incident behind me, I don't need any more drama around me.I trailed behind him, juggling his things and trying to keep up with his stride. We had barely stepped through the door when he turned sharply toward me, his eyes cold and impatient. “Did you confirm my appointment for 3:00, or do I need to remind you again how things work around here?” His voice dripped with disdain, his gaze slicing through me like I was an inconvenience to his perfectly scheduled life.“Yes, I have done that.” I replied, rechecking again.“Well, someone's being diligent.” He scoffed.I forced a polite nod. “I'll be a
AMELIAI was still lost in the pleasant afterglow of the spa treatment as I walked beside Liam, my muscles loose, and my mind finally a little lighter. I hadn’t wanted to admit it earlier, but the massage had worked wonders, and though I was still emotionally raw from the events of the previous day, I felt a little more at peace. But I kept a straight face though, so Liam doesn't think I'm having fun and tries to annoy me again."Why the face?" He asked as we walked out of the building. "Feeling disappointed that you didn't get to see me naked?"Eww."You wish it was anything like that." I muttered."Don't worry, you'll get your opportunity. Hopefully without me getting slapped this time." He said lightly."You're enjoying this aren't you?" I asked, rolling my eyes.He shrugged. "So?"The doorman opened the door for us and he beckoned on me to proceed.“You go first.” He offered.Why is he getting all cheeky with me?"You're the boss, you should go first." I replied.He pushed me forw
LIAMThe restaurant was sleek, all polished wood and glass walls, the kind of place where you sealed deals over steaks that cost more than some people’s rent. I could feel the eyes of the waitstaff on me as I walked in, Amelia trailing behind in her usual quiet way. She always had that look—nervous, as though she was waiting for the other shoe to drop. But that isn't my focus for now.We were ushered to our table where Mr Rowan, the main investor, and his associate were engaged in light conversation. But it wasn’t Rowan that caught my attention. It was his partner.She was striking. Dark hair perfectly coiffed, the sort of beauty that was rare and expensive. Sugar mama standard. Her eyes glimmered with mischief. She sat next to Rowan, her smile radiant but composed, and I could feel her gaze sweep over me, measuring, testing and checking me out. I know I'm the complete package though!"The one and only Liam Henderson!" Rowan announced."Hello Mr Rowan," I greeted with a cool voice."T
Author's POVGreg sat up in the hospital bed, wincing as the nurse gently cleaned his face. His face was a canvas of bruises, and his ribs ached with every breath. He stared at the white ceiling, his jaw clenched in frustration. The sting of his injuries was nothing compared to the sting of humiliation. He was Gregory Harding, for God’s sake—wealthy, privileged, untouchable. Maybe not as powerful as Liam but still, things like this didn’t happen to him. His life had always been one of smooth roads and easy living. But now, here he was, his body a collection of throbbing aches, all because of Liam.He replayed the scene in his head, over and over, the force of Liam’s punch, the weight of his body hitting the sofa, the searing pain that followed. It wasn’t just the physical pain that enraged him, though. It was the fact that because of someone like Amelia—someone beneath him, Liam had dared to lay a hand on him.Greg’s fingers twitched by his side, his mind clouded with thoughts of reve
AMELIA'S POVI stood outside the hospital room, clutching the bag of groceries and a few personal items I had bought for Dad. The cold, sterile air of the hospital filled my lungs, but there was an underlying sense of warmth. Dad had been getting better since the surgery, and each day that passed gave me a little more hope. I took a deep breath, pushing the door open with a soft creak.There he was, lying in bed, looking thinner than I remembered but smiling nonetheless. My heart clenched seeing him like this, but I forced a smile. "Dad," I greeted softly as I stepped into the room."Amelia!" His voice was weak, but there was love and relief in it. "I didn’t expect you so early.""Yeah," I placed the bag on the small side table and walked over to his bed, bending down to kiss his forehead. "I brought you a few things," I said, motioning to the bag. "Thought you could use a break from hospital meals.""You're always so thoughtful," he murmured, giving me that tender fatherly look that
"Amelia!"I looked up and saw Mr Patrick approaching, his hands shoved casually in his pockets and a soft smile on his face. He looked as relaxed and warm as always, his presence somehow provided comfort."Hey Mr Patrick," I greeted, trying to keep my voice steady and to force a small smile onto my lips. "What are you doing here?""I was in the area and thought I’d grab a coffee," he said, gesturing to the café down the street. His gaze softened as he looked me over, searching my face. "Just getting off work?"I nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Yeah." I shifted my weight, trying to keep my tone light.He nodded slowly, watching me with a gentle curiosity. "How’s everything going there?"I felt myself stiffen, my mind racing. I couldn’t tell him the truth—couldn’t explain that Liam is one unpredictable and very egoistic guy and I don't enjoy working with him one bit. The relentless pressure, the condescending attitude and all. I have bothered him with enough of my probl
LIAM'S POVI lay back against the hotel bed, catching my breath as I stared at the ceiling. I could feel the warmth of her next to me, her head resting against the pillow, fingers lazily tracing patterns on my chest.Then she broke the silence. “Well, I think we can officially call this deal sealed,” she murmured, tilting her head to look up at me, a satisfied smile tugging at her lips.I gave her a small nod, a smirk still lingering on my face. “Glad to hear it,” I replied with a casual tone.But she didn’t stop there. “You know,” she continued, her fingers trailing a little more insistently now, “we don’t have to let this be a one-time thing. There’s no harm in a little… extended arrangement, is there?”I felt her gaze on me, expecting a positive reply. I couldn’t deny that she was beautiful, charming, and clearly phenomenal in bed. But I also know myself too well and I have no intention of pretending it was anything more than a moment in time.I shifted, sitting up slightly, a hand
Something inside me snapped at his words. A spark of anger ignited, and I felt my focus sharpen. I took a deep breath, visualizing the ball flying through the air, landing with precision on the green.The next few shots were a blur, but I played with a newfound intensity, my senses heightened. The crowd cheered and chanted my name, but I tuned them out, focused solely on the game.And then, in a dramatic turn of events, I sunk a long putt, winning the game in a stunning upset. The crowd erupted in cheers, and I pumped my fist in triumph, feeling an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.Tristan grinned, clapping me on the back. "Well played, Liam. I didn't think you had it in you."I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. But as I turned to look for Amelia, I saw her smiling at me, her eyes shining with admiration. And in that moment, I knew that I had played for her, to prove myself worthy of her attention. But sadly I am not worthy of her love.I turned to face Tristan, m
Amelia's POV As Prince Tristan's luxurious car pulled up in my father's compound, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with nerves. Tristan stepped out of the car, looking every bit the charming prince in his casual yet stylish outfit. He flashed me a bright smile as he approached me, and I felt a flutter in my chest despite myself.My father, stepmom, and siblings watched us with suspicious eyes as Tristan hugged me and handed me a beautiful flower. "You look stunning, Amelia," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "This simple gown really brings out your beauty."I blushed and thanked him, feeling a little self-conscious under the scrutiny of my family. But as we drove away from the compound, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I was finally going to see Liam again, and I couldn't wait.When we arrived at the golf course, my heart skipped a beat as I caught sight of Liam standing on the green. He looked handsome and brooding, his eyes narrowing slightly as
Amelia's POV Felix's eyes widened in incredulity as he stared at me. "After all he did to you, the hurt he made you pass through, you went and fell in love with him. How is this possible?" he asked, his voice laced with a mix of shock, disappointment, and emotional pain.I shook my head, feeling a sense of helplessness. "I don't know. I don't know how I fell in love with him. It just happened," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Felix's expression turned stern, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "Then you have to undo it. You have to fall out of love with him. You will only end up getting hurt. You've seen what he's capable of doing. He doesn't care for anyone else except himself," he warned, his words dripping with conviction.I felt a pang of doubt, but a spark of hope still lingered within me. "What if he's changed?" I asked, my voice tentative.Felix's eyes widened in alarm, and he looked at me like I had lost my mind. "Change? Don't be a fool, Amelia. Liam can n
Amelia's POV As I walked away from Liam's place, I couldn't shake off the feeling that lingered inside me. It was strange, because just yesterday, I thought I disliked him the most. But seeing him in that terrible state, with his wounds and his regretful eyes, had somehow changed everything. The way he spoke from his heart, with such sincerity and vulnerability, had touched me in a way I never thought possible.My heartbeat was dancing to a new tune, one that I had never felt before. I felt a pang of disappointment when I had to leave his side, but I knew I couldn't stay. He was my boss, after all, and he had given me the day off.As I walked, I realized I didn't want to go back home. I needed a distraction, something to take my mind off Liam and the confusing feelings that were swirling inside me. So, I decided to visit Felix at his home, to check up on him and see how he was doing.When I arrived, Felix welcomed me with a warm smile. "I wasn't sure if you'd come back here after...
I felt a surge of defensiveness, my voice rising in confusion. "What do you mean I'm the reason? Are you accusing me of being responsible for your condition?" I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly.Liam's expression softened, and he shook his head. "I'm not accusing you, Amelia. I'm thanking you," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.I was taken aback, my confusion deepening. "What are you talking about?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Liam's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense. "You opened my eyes, Amelia. You made me see how selfish I've been, even to people who loved and cared for me. Or is this not what you meant when you said I should consider how other people feel?" he asked, his voice filled with a hint of vulnerability.I was left speechless, my mind reeling from Liam's words. I had never expected him to listen to me, let alone take my words to heart.Finding my voice, I spoke up, my tone gentle. "I never really expected you to listen to me. And I definitely
Amelia's POV "Poor soul," I whispered, feeling a deep sense of sympathy for Felix. I drew him closer to my body, trying to console him as he wept.Felix's body shook with sobs, and I held him tightly, trying to absorb some of his pain. "Well, you were bound to find out sooner or later," I said softly, trying to offer some comfort.Felix raised his head, his eyes red and puffy, and looked at me with a mixture of shock and hurt. "Wait, you knew about them?" he asked, his voice trembling.I felt a pang of guilt and nodded slowly. "Yes, I'm sorry."Felix's expression turned hurt, and he pulled away from me slightly. "Why didn't you tell me anything?" he asked, his voice laced with pain.I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of regret wash over me. "I'm sorry, Felix. I didn't know how to break it to you, and I didn't think you would believe me over your best friend and girlfriend. And to be honest, I was too scared to act. I was afraid of Liam's punishment."Felix looked at me, his eyes s
Amelia's POV I was engrossed in my novel, trying to escape the stresses of the day, when my phone rang. I was surprised to see Felix's name flashing on the screen. Liam's best friend. Though we were close he had never really called me before especially at this late hour so I wondered what could be wrong.I answered the call, and Felix's voice was like a punch to the gut. It was laced with pain and anguish, and I could tell he was struggling to hold back tears. My concern spiked, and I felt a surge of anxiety."Felix, what's wrong?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.All he could manage was a barely audible whisper. "You're the only one I can talk to right now, Amelia."My heart went out to him, and I felt a pang of worry. "Felix, what's going on? You can tell me."He took a deep breath, and I could sense his desperation. "Can you come over? Please? I don't want to be alone right now. I don't know what I might do to myself."My anxiety spiked, but I knew I had to be there for him.
Liam's POV Hela's lips crashed against mine, her kiss passionate and all-consuming. Her hands roamed my body, sending shivers down my spine. But as I stood there, I felt a strange sense of detachment. This was what I always did, what I always wanted. But now, it didn't feel right.Amelia's words echoed in my mind, accusing me of being selfish. And as I looked at Hela, I knew she was right. This was my best friend's girlfriend, and I was betraying him.I pulled away from the kiss, my chest heaving with a mix of desire and guilt. "Hela, stop," I said, my voice firm.She looked up at me, her eyes clouded with confusion. "Why?" she asked, her voice husky.I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "We shouldn't be doing this. It's wrong."Hela's expression changed, her brow furrowing in confusion. "What's wrong about it?" she asked, her voice laced with innocence.I stared at her, incredulous. Didn't she know? Didn't she care? "Hela, I'm Felix's best friend. What we're doing is
Bella's POV As soon as Tristan's vehicle disappeared from sight, my stepmom and stepsister's sugary sweet demeanor instantly soured. Their faces twisted into scowls, and their voices dripped with venom."You still have the nerve to bring a man home, after everything we've told your father about you?" my stepmom spat, her eyes blazing with malice.My stepsister chimed in, her voice shrill with excitement. "Yes, you're so shameless! We've told dad about all your little escapades, and yet you still have the audacity to parade your patronizer in front of us!"I rolled my eyes, a calm smile spreading across my face. "You think you can frustrate me with your scheming and lying? You're just wasting your time. As long as I'm not doing what you're accusing me of, I'm fine. And soon enough, my father will know the truth – and he'll know who's been lying to him all along."My stepmom's face turned red with rage, and she took a step closer to me, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "You'll