Divorced My Husband, Now He Is On His Knees

“My lawyer will bring the divorce papers tomorrow and you can sign it. Once it's a month, I will have it delivered to the court." Liam explained with calmness. “Fine, but you will have to act according to my rules now," I said, and Liam looked at me with eyebrows furrowed. “I have conditions I would like you to pay keen attention to it." Liam didn't pry too much, and instead, he told me to go ahead. “Okay. I would like to have my separate room." “Fine," Liam agreed without batting an eyelid. “I don't want to share meals with you or anything. I will walk the way I want and do everything I want in my way." “Accepted," Liam replied. I released my hands under my bosom and clasped them together. I bit my lips in nervousness and braced myself. I'm no longer a teenager. “I don't want us having s*x," I said, looking at the wall. A blush crept to my cheeks which made me shut my eyes tight, muttering some curses under my breath. * * * * * * * * Emily had an arranged marriage to Liam Nolan, the ruthless billionaire in Los Angeles. Although she always had a crush on him Liam never recuperated her feelings. Despite the love she has for him, Liam didn't hesitate to treat her like trash. Betrayed by her sister, Emily's life was cruelly cut short. However, she was granted a second chance and this time, Emily swore to not repeat the same mistake she made in her past life. What happens when she realizes her ruthless husband has no intention of letting her go in this lifetime? Would she find the strength to break free, or would Liam's relentless pursuit rekindle the flames of their passionate yet toxic love? CHAPTER 1 EMILY'S POV “I'm done with you, Emily. I never knew you could stoop so low. Bringing a bastard child into my home to claim it's mine?" I felt air suck out of my lungs when my husband, Liam, uttered those words with rage in his eyes. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I held on to the front of my dress. My baby bump couldn't let me stand well but what broke me more was the look Liam gave me. It was filled with disgust and hatred, which made me doubt whatever I was going to say was going to change a thing. "Liam, please, this is our child..." I began but my voice faltered when a slap suddenly landed on my cheek. My gaze became blurry as more tears threatened to escape my eyes. It stung but the person who slapped me was none other than my fake sister. She was the princess while I was nothing but her shadow. “How could you lie to my face?" My sister yelled in front of me with pure hatred in his eyes. She cleaned her hand with a handkerchief as if I were a rag before stomping the handkerchief on the floor. She towered over me with her high heels and looked at me with a sense of mockery. “I know you have a lover, Emily. And the two of you were caught in the CCTV camera. What more proof do you want? I showed Liam everything." My sister yelled again and sat back on the chair while her chest rose and fell. No matter what I said, there is no way for me to refute their claim. The footage showed me coming out of a hotel room with a man but I knew I was drugged by someone because this happened a few months back before I got pregnant. I didn't even know when I got home but I knew I was brought home by someone. Undoubtedly, Liam is the only man I have come to rely on. I have loved Liam all my life but my sister ruined everything for me. I took a few steps towards Liam but he raised his hand again to stop me. The divorce papers were on the floor for me to sign but I couldn't bring myself to. “I know you aren't going to leave this house, Emily, and this is why I'm going to leave. At least you should gain something for staying with me for two years just to cheat on me with a lover you met a few months ago." Liam said with an indifferent tone, which made me swallow the lump at the back of my throat. I don't want to cry again. God! “That's not true. Please, Liam, I love you. I was framed." My voice was barely above a whisper, but Liam heard me. Liam chuckled with sarcasm and raked his hand through his hair. He stood up from the couch and took bold steps toward me while I took a few steps back in fear. “You should know that what existed between us is just a contract marriage, Emily. The moment you cheated on me, it was over between us." "Liam, please, listen to me. We can do a DNA test once I give birth. No man touched me except you, Liam. Believe me," I pleaded with a shaky voice. My knees wobble slightly but Liam's next words shattered my existence. “You think I have the patience to wait till you give birth to that bastard you call my son?" Liam's words were like venom to my entire being and I trembled. My sister gave me a triumphant look but I was too weak to fight back. I don't know if it was pain I saw in his eyes but it vanished when he blocked his eyes. My mouth opened agape when my sister walked towards me and pushed me slightly. “Don't look at him as if he is the one guilty. You and I both know that you aren't over Williams." My sister said and tugged on Liam's hand. Liam took his car key and adrenaline rushed in, which made me rush towards him. “Whatever my sister told you is not true Liam. Believe me," I pleaded, and my heart ached. Liam slapped my hand away and took a glance at me. ”Sign the divorce papers, Emily, and I don't want to ever see your face again." I froze on the spot like a statue. I fell on my knees and tugged on the hem of Liam's trousers. My tears wet the tiled floor and I pleaded silently. “You are too disgusting, Emily!" My sister yelled and kicked me in the stomach. My face contoured in pain and I shed tears when I felt the pain in my stomach. A scream threatened to fall from my lips. She kicked me again and my back hit the ice cellar door with a loud bang. Liam stopped my sister from hitting me again when a painful groan escaped my lips. “She is not worth it," were the last words I heard from Liam before my breathing became shallow. Blood soaked my thighs as I watched death right in front of me. “Please, help me," I said with eyes filled with tears, my heart breaking into pieces, but I was scared. I was so scared of dying. “A... Anyone please." But no one! No one came to my rescue. I tried to crawl but the sharp pain in my stomach made me bite my lips. “Ah," a painful groan escaped my lips, clouding my head. I heard something creak which made me tilt my head to the back. The ice cellar door was already breaking. My eyes widened in fear when I saw it crashing down on me which made me close my eyes tight. My lips shake as I whisper silent prayers while the darkness engulfs me whole. Thud... Beep...Beep...Beep. “Doctor, she is awake!" I heard a distant voice and the smell of drugs assaulted my nostrils. I heard the door swung open, followed by rapid footsteps. “Give me a flashlight," I heard a solemn voice say. “Her fingers moved just now." The person who spoke sounded scared, but I was more focused on wrapping my head around what just happened. One. Two. Three. My eyes fluttered open, only to fall on a pair of dark eyes. A man wearing a white coat was looking down at me with a small flashlight in his hand. "Ma'am, can you see how many fingers I have up?" I blinked my eyes a few times looking at the white ceiling. Where was I? Realization dawned on me. I was in the hospital. I managed to sit up with the help of the doctor and my head kept ringing. How did I get here? Where am I? What is happening? All these questions flooded my mind as I looked around. “You were shocked when the car almost caused an accident, but there is no internal or external injury, ma'am." The man standing far away from me left the room, but I recognized him. He is my husband's bodyguard but what am I doing here? What is happening to me? I listened to the doctor, not saying a word as I kept wondering what happened. One minute, I was lying on the floor in the pool of my blood, and now, here. “I have some good news to share with you, ma'am. You are four weeks pregnant," the doctor said and gave me the report. Pregnant? Me? But I was pregnant the whole time and... I looked at my stomach only to see that my baby bump had disappeared. My stomach is flat and my feet are not sore. All my questions were answered when I checked the doctor's report. April 30, 2024. I rubbed my hands with my palm and checked the report again. It was indeed six months ago before Liam presented the divorce papers to me. I was reborn! It felt like a dream but then the scene was unfolding right in front of me. “Doctor, I am pregnant?" “Yes, Mrs. Nolan. You are pregnant." Of course, I remembered this scene from my previous life. I was wearing the same blue dress. I was on my way to the signing event of my first comic book when the car suddenly hit a truck. If I am right, Liam is going to walk in with my sister, and I will divulge the pregnancy news to him. No, this can't happen again. This is a chance for me to make things right and not repeat the same mistake. This time, I'm going to act differently. I won't let Liam trample on me again. A lone tear escaped the corner of my eyes which I wiped off instantly. Before the doctor could leave, I tugged in the hem of his coat. “Please, can you not tell my husband? I would like to deliver the great news to him myself." I sounded desperate but I don't care right now. “Of course, Mrs. Nolan. You are free to get discharged now." “Thank you, Doctor." As soon as the doctor left, I put on my shoes and made my way to the parking lot while Liam's bodyguard kept on apologizing for almost causing my death. When I got to the parking lot, I saw Liam and my sister in the same car in a kissing position. Maybe they weren't kissing, I'm not sure because they were facing each other. They got out of the car, and I took in a quick breath involuntarily when Liam walked towards me slowly. “Emily, I was so scared when I heard you had an accident. Are you okay and you, Drake?" Liam said, pointing to his bodyguard. Rage fueled inside me like a volcano eruption. My gaze was filled with fury when I saw the pretentious sad face my sister had as she walked towards me. “Emily, I followed Liam here when I heard..." “I want a divorce, Liam. I'm done with this marriage," I cut in before my sister could complete her statement. CHAPTER 2 EMILY'S POV My heart kept pounding hard as I made my way to the car while Liam's bodyguard got into the driver's seat. “Take me back to the penthouse," I said with bloodshot eyes as soon as I locked the car door. I took a long deep breath, trying to tame the anger that threatened to burst any second. There were three knocks on the car window before I finally heard Liam's voice. “Emily, tell me what is wrong," Liam asked, but I didn't bother to look at him. I was pissed to see him with my sister again after everything he has done. I don't even know how my sister got to know I was in the hospital. I want to leave this place right now. “Won't you get this car out of here right now?" I said to the bodyguard with my voice octave at peak. He stepped on the pedal and drove out of the parking lot at the speed of light. I watched Liam stand in the parking lot through the mirror, but I didn't bother to have any ounce of regret for him. I remember sharing the good news with him in my past life before the sudden change in his behavior. I knew my sister was the one who made everything happen but now I'm tired and pissed off. I want to leave this toxic family and move far away from Liam and my stepmother. Soon, the car was pulled to a halt in the parking lot and not long after, Liam also drove his car inside the mansion. My heels made soft clicking sounds on the tiled floor as I made my way inside the mansion. I ignored the maids' greeting as I made my way up the stairs. “Emily!" Liam's voice thundered behind me as I walked forward. He seems to be angry but he has no fucking right to be when he made life unbearable for me to live in. I stormed into our room and it was just like before. Just like when I first met Liam, we made love passionately on this bed. My heart sank when I saw our wedding picture on the wall with a beautiful smile on my lips. “Not anymore, Emily. You will leave this place," I chant in my head before pulling the wardrobe open. Liam's clothes were neatly arranged on the left side of the wardrobe while my clothes occupied the rest of the space. By the time I pulled out the suitcase, Liam had already stormed into the room. I began to pack my clothes out inside the suitcase when Liam suddenly held my hand in his. For a second, the time seemed to stop when his cold hand held my wrist in a tight hold. My heart yearned for his touch and it suddenly made me realize how much I have missed Liam in my past life. “Emily, what are you doing?" Liam asked with his jaw clenched while his other hand was bound into a fist. Liam's voice seems to knock me out of my daydreaming world and I remember all the pains I endured in Liam's hand in my past life. ”What does it seem like I am doing?" I snapped back. “I told you I'm done with you. I want a divorce." I said with gritted teeth when I finally turned to face Liam. My breath seemed to cease when I saw Liam's beautiful face up close. Maybe that was why I fell for him first. It was just me all along, he never loved me, which was fine considering the fact my father was the one who arranged the marriage, and he gave me a contract to sign, but we made love. Liam scoffed and took two steps back in shock or maybe I was the one hallucinating because he is never the type to let out his emotions. “A divorce, Emily? Did you hit your head while in the car accident?" Liam suddenly asked with his eyebrows raised while his forehead formed deep creases. My heart broke when I realized I might cry at any moment, but I steeled myself. “Enough Emily. You have to do this. To save yourself," I said in my head. In a fit of anger, I jerked my wrist away from Liam's hold. Liam seems taken aback by my sudden change of behavior. “What the fuck are you talking about, Emily? Do you want to divorce me with no perfect excuse? Maybe you have forgotten who I am," Liam added as he tucked his hand inside his pocket. I raised my chin high, glaring at him, but his cold eyes seemed to draw my attention back to look at Liam properly. Cold, heartless, and ruthless billionaire. I am sure he wouldn't let me go like that. “You heard me right, Liam. I'm done with you and I don't want anything to do with you again..." I said only to get cut off by Liam when he suddenly walked towards me. I could taste bile in my tongue and there was this sudden need to slap him because my hand was already itching. “I need you to fucking tell me what is wrong, and then I will let you know my decision. And don't you dare lie to me, Emily?" Liam said with gritted teeth and clicked his tongue in distaste. His words seemed to cut the last strap of my patience because my voice suddenly flared up in anger. “Fine," I said, flaring my hands up. “Care to explain to me the kind of relationship you had with my sister?" I asked with the corner of my lips pulled while I crossed my arm under my bosom. I Liam raked his hand through his hair and muttered something under his breath. “Cut to the chase, Emily." “Why can't I ask for a divorce, Liam?" I snapped only to see Liam stand still. His firm lips were pressed tight together and I knew that he wanted to say something but he chose to listen to me. “I knew all along that you wanted to marry my sister, but you should have respected my opinion until the contract we both signed expired." I stopped and continued. ”I saw you kissing my sister in the car. Right there in the parking lot!" I screamed like a feral beast and I saw a flicker of emotion through Liam's eyes. Though I am glad I didn't cry or hang up on him like a crazy fan girl who just sees her idol, I wasn't satisfied, either. “Is that all you got, Emily? Is that the only excuse you got for your sudden rage of divorce?" Liam scoffed at me, his eyes narrow. Maybe I would have believed him if I didn't see him in that compromising position. I would have agreed with him if I didn't know about what happened in my past life. “I know you are going to deny it, Liam, but you should know that I saw you. I won't argue with you or anything, just call the lawyer." I said and Liam turned his back to me only to hit the wall. I flinched when he suddenly looked at me and parted his lips. “It seems you already made up your mind," Liam asked with new vigor and I rolled my eyes. “A divorce will satisfy me, Liam, and you know we were both forced into this marriage," I said calmly, even though I sincerely wanted to marry Liam back then. The room fell silent, and if a pin should drop now, it would echo in the room. “Fine Emily. I will divorce you," Liam finally said, and I blinked my eyes repeatedly. I am glad and also sad because a part of me wishes Liam would beg me to stay but he didn't do that. “F...Fine." I stuttered like a little kitten. “Call your lawyer and let me sign the papers now." I rushed the words out of my mouth. Liam's eyes scrutinized me before settling in my bosom and I gulped the nervousness brewing inside me. Why would Liam Nolan suddenly look at me with those dark eyes as if I am the most beautiful woman in the world? He took another step and his hot breath fell on my lips. “I will divorce you after a month, Emily." I heard Liam next to me, and my world seemed to stop spinning. Chapter 3 EMILY'S POV Maybe I heard wrong because Liam suddenly stepped back only to sit on our matrimonial bed. He crossed his long legs over another and undid the tie around his neck. “What do you mean Liam? Why a month?" I asked with uncertainty. The chandelier cast its soft glow on Liam, and he appeared even more attractive. “Just like you said" Liam began and undid the next two buttons of his shirt. His taut muscles caught my eyes and butterflies seemed to flap their wings in my stomach. This was one of the reasons women wished to bow their feet at Liam's feet. He is just too perfect and too handsome and I wasn't an exception to not get affected by his charm. Liam's next words seemed to bring me out of my world, and I shot a glare at him. “We were both forced into this marriage, Emily, and I won't stop you from leaving." Liam declared with confidence. Good. Liam wasn't going to deny the claim about my sister which is fine. I was right all along. “Then why after a month?" I asked without averting my eyes away from him. “My father wanted this marriage to work out and that was why he told me to marry you. There is a contract I need to secure through the help of my father and he wants me to get you pregnant." My mouth fell open in shock as I digested the word. “Just a month. I will get everything sorted out, and once I get it, you can go, Emily." Liam said, and I shook my head, not believing any of his words. “My lawyer will bring the divorce papers tomorrow and you can sign it. Once it's a month, I will have it delivered to the court." Liam explained with calmness. I would be lying if I said I wasn't taken aback by his words. Liam Nolan has always been good at words which was one of the reasons he owned the best business corporation in Los Angeles. ”Fine, but you will have to act according to my rules now," I said, and Liam looked at me with his eyebrows raised. “I have conditions I would like you to pay keen attention to it." Liam didn't pry too much, and instead, he told me to go ahead. “Okay. I would like to have my separate room." “Fine," Liam agreed without batting an eyelid. “I don't want to share meals with you or anything. I will walk the way I want and do everything I want in my way." “Accepted," Liam replied. I released my hands under my bosom and clasped them together. I bit my lips in nervousness and braced myself. I'm no longer a teenager. “I don't want us having sex," I said, looking at the wall. A blush crept to my cheeks which made me shut my eyes tight, muttering some curses under my breath. One... Two...Three... Liam didn't reply which made me curious. He stood up from the bed and looked at me coldly which made goosebumps form on my skin. Liam walked towards me in his long strides and I stopped breathing with my back pressed against the wardrobe. He stopped in front of me and tilted my chin up with his index finger. He smiled and then the smile disappeared. “Nice try, Emily," Liam said and released my chin. The place he touched still burned and I felt the need to slap myself just to regain my senses. Liam is my nightmare. “But I will think about that." He concluded and began to pack his clothes out. I stood there frozen on the spot because Liam didn't give me a direct answer. Once I leave, I'm sure he won't come into my room, he won't even have the space either. I didn't ask more questions, instead I opened the side door. “I will leave the room, Emily. You should stay here because it will be a load of work for the maids to start packing your things out." Liam explained, still packing his clothes, but I didn't believe him. “I will just take them out myself" I said but this time he faced me and I saw a flash of anger in his dark eyes before his long eyelashes fluttered. “If the maid should catch a whiff of whatever is happening here, to divorce me will be hard," Liam made me realize, and I agreed with him. Few of the maids were working for Liam's father before coming down here. If they realized I moved my things out, things wouldn't look good. “Okay. Pack yours, and don't leave anything behind," I said aloud for Liam to hear. I went back to sit on the bed while waiting for Liam to get his things out. My heart felt heavy when I realized I was indeed reborn. I wasn't dreaming and it seems God took pity on me. I felt something rustle behind me and I stopped shill. I yanked my head towards the direction only to see Liam getting undressed. “What are you doing?" The words stumbled out of my lips before I could stop it. “What does it look like I am doing? I'm getting dressed for your sister's birthday party" Liam replied nonchalantly. “Aysel birthday party?" I asked confused before realization dawned on me. Of course, Aysel was celebrating her birthday party the same day I found out I was pregnant in my past life. It was a double celebration Because everyone was happy about my pregnancy news. “Emily!" “What?" I flinched back in shock, only for me to realize I had zoned out. Liam only shook his head and unzipped his pants. This time, his upper body was already bare. I tilted my head towards another side only to come face to face with the dressing mirror. Liam already got the trouser to his middle thigh and a pair of black boxer pants adorned his butt. “God! Liam, what are you doing?" I screamed in shock before covering my eyes. I heard someone chuckle behind me but I didn't dare turn back to look at him. “You are still as shy as ever." Liam poked at my wound. He was right about that. Though we only had sex a few times, we always did it in a semi-dark room because I was always shy. But I am different now. I'm no longer the shy Emily. I fluttered my eyelids open but Liam was already done dressing. He wore a crisp white shirt and black pants. Two buttons were left undone and a black belt graced his waist. I missed him more than anything and he was watching me through the same mirror. Liam didn't explain himself to me, and I was right when I said he was having an affair with my sister. Liam averted his gaze away and took a bag out. After packing his clothes inside, Liam took the bag and made his way out of the room. However, Liam stopped when he got to the door. “Emily" he suddenly called in his deep smoothie voice. “huh?" I asked flustered as I looked at him. “About your last request. I don't think I can adhere to the rule." Liam said and licked his dry lips. I wanted to agree with him and confess to him that I don't think my body can stay away from him but I choose to be different. My inner voice keeps telling me that he is only pretending. “We will see about that, Liam, because I don't want you," I said, my voice dripping with venom. “Ouch," Liam said playfully and I was stunned for a moment. “Meet me in the car Emily. We don't want to be late to your sister's birthday celebration." Liam said and I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Or we should say your girlfriend's birthday," I rephrased the words, but Liam only looked at me oddly. “I canceled the signing event for your comic book,” Liam said, ignoring my words. That was true. I forgot I was going to the event before the small car accident. Liam left the room, closing the door with a jerk. I sighed looking at my reflection in the mirror. I knew how Aysel's birthday went. I remember how some of my friends told me Pregnancy looked good on me when I was only a month gone. Maybe it was because of how I carried myself. I just wanted Liam to love me for my natural self but I already shed the pretentious skin. I just want to be myself. I pulled out my phone from the purse and made a call to my friend. “Woah Emily. You finally called me after all this while, huh?" My friend's Voice boomed into the speaker. I felt like crying because it's been a long time since we spoke after what happened in my past life. Chelsea is a crazy friend I love because she accepted me for who I am. I don't have time for pleasantries right now because I'm in a hurry. ”See Chelsea, I need your help right now because I'm in a dire situation." “Hmm, so no greetings, huh? Just wait till I see you next week." Chelsea replied in her cheerful tone and I giggled slightly. “I know. The thing is, I need a gorgeous dress and some makeup kit delivered to me in thirty minutes." “Woah, what has gotten into you? Don't tell me you finally decided to come out of your shell, Emily" I rubbed my nose in nervousness before a smile spread across my lips. “Just have it delivered to me, Chelsea. We will talk when you are back babe" “Sure mademoiselle, you know I own the store. One of my staff will have it delivered to you soon" “Thank you, Chelsea," I said and hung up the call. I sat back on the bed and heaved a sigh of relief. “Just wait, Liam; I will make you regret ever toying with me.” CHAPTER 4 LIAM'S POV I rested my back against the Porsche while I occasionally glanced through my wristwatch. It's already past 6 P.M. but Emily hasn't come out since I stood outside. It's unlike Emily to get this late at dressing up because she has always been quick. Everything about Emily today has been full of surprises and it makes me wonder if she somehow hit her head against the hard floor during the car accident. I wasn't even sure if this was Emily's way of paying me back after the fruitless marriage of two years we both had or because of the loveless marriage. She even accused me of cheating with her sister which was something I couldn't deny because Aysel has been trying everything possible to make me send me green signals. I will do anything for Emily but not divorce. Divorce is never an option and not having sex with Emily... No, I won't call it sex. Making love to Emily is something I will never get tired of. Sex with Emily has always been amazing and it took me a great effort not to kiss Emily in the room back when she was ogling at my body in the mirror. I pulled my phone into my pocket, waiting. The man who delivered a parcel to Emily already left and it makes me wonder what is taking her so long. The thought of Emily escaping through the window only to run away from me scared the hell out of me. In a twinkle of an eye, I made my way to the door only to stop when the door was suddenly pulled open and a breathtaking Emily came out in a silver dress. I was stunned, speechless and blood seemed to rush to my third leg because I suddenly became hard. “You thought I ran away?" Emily asked as soon as she got to where I was. My eyes seem to remain glued to Emily's body. The silver dress she wore accentuated her hips and curves in the right places. The upper part of the dress was carved in such a way that half of Emily's breasts were bouncing, fighting for dominance to be free from their restraint. I looked at the dress, which stopped at her feet. A black high heels adorned her legs. The dress had a slit which stopped in the middle of her thighs. No! Emily is never the type to wear makeup or dress too revealing like this, so what changed? “You said we are in a hurry. We should go, Liam," Emily said and left,t, only to settle in the front seat. I was lost for words and I was stunned to my bones to see Emily's new side. What happened? What did I miss? I got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the penthouse. Emily pulled out her phone and took some pictures inside the car. Even when I tried to feature inside, Emily pushed the phone away so that the camera wouldn't capture my face. She stopped taking pictures and went to her W******p to check some messages. The nerve of this woman to act as if I wasn't here with her in the car. A notification came from the phone. I pulled out my phone and drove with one hand, only to see that Emily had posted the pictures she had taken on I*******m. But the caption was what caught my attention. **I'M NOT WAITING FOR ANYONE TO COMPLETE ME, I'M ALREADY A WHOLE** ”What?" I scoffed in my mind only to scroll to see the comments. Emily sure has a lot of fans because she is also a comic book writer. The girls were complimenting her beauty and some asked her why she doesn't wear makeup before. I turned off the phone and looked ahead of me. Emily was even giggling beside me as she replied to some people on her W******p. God! I want to take that phone away from her hand and push her to the back seat for hot sex to let her remember who she belongs to. My knuckles were on the verge of turning white because of the way I gripped the steering wheel, but Emily was having a nice time chatting. I drove to the hall at the speed of light and stopped at where the cars were parked. I got out of the car, ready to open the car door for Emily. Meanwhile, Emily had already gotten out of the car, looking ravishing in her silver dress. The sun was already about to set but that didn't hide Emily's beauty. My gaze fell on Emily's back, and it took me a minute to get the fact that I was staring at Emily's bareback. The tattoo in the middle of her back defined her thin back sexually. I am the only one allowed to see that. That stunning beautiful tattoo. I would have thrown Emily a coat just to cover herself but not until I saw my father working towards us. Maybe not us but they just got to the hall like everyone. ”What are you waiting for Liam? We need to get inside and..." “Woah. You look breathtaking in this dress, Emily," I said, cutting Emily off. Emily seemed surprised by my sudden outburst, but I didn't want her to ask me why. I have never complimented Emily's dress, not even on our wedding day. I don't love Emily but her body is not something a mortal man could resist. My father was already getting closer to us, and the paparazzi seemed to have sensed our presence. I need to do what I am best at, which is pretending to be a dotting husband. Emily seemed to be occupied with understanding the situation. Before she could ask me what was wrong, I drawled Emily by her waist only to slam her back against the car door in a twinkle of an eye. ”What are you doin..." Whatever question Emily was going to ask got swallowed when I slam my lips over hers. Her eyes widened in shock as she pressed her two hands against my chest to push me away but I didn't stop. Emily is a wild vixen. She is a seductress. My very own seductress because she is irresistible. I'm sure she is going to slap me, but I'm addicted to Emily's lips, and it scared me. ”Mhm" Emily uttered in between the kiss but that sounded like a pleasant moan in my ears and blood rushed to my dick. I am addicted to her I am under Emily's spell. I am utterly enamored with Emily, and I don't think I can stop, fuck! CHAPTER 5 EMILY'S POV The time seemed to stop the moment Liam crashed his lips over mine. Maybe I was hallucinating but I wasn't sure either if this was an illusion. Though it felt so real. His mint smell enveloped me, throwing me into a whirlwind of emotions while my heart pounded loudly against my ribcage. Goosebumps spread across my exposed skin, and I shivered against his tall frame. His free hand rested on my waist and I felt so small, so powerless and fragile against Liam's chest. Liam would never kiss me. He never did except when we were having sex, but what changed? I shook the stupid thought that filled my head, almost making my head fuzzy away. I pressed my hand on his chest, trying to push him away but Liam didn't bulge. Who am I kidding? Liam has spent most of his leisure time in the gym. There was nothing he was not good at, even the kissing part. My hormones took charge, and I moaned into the kiss like molten magma. The sound that escaped my lips scared me because Liam suddenly wrapped his hand against my bare back. If only he could push me closer because there was no fucking space between us. “Is that not Mr. Nolan? Young couples these days..." A voice rang in the open space which belongs to a woman. She was probably making her way into the hall. “You can't blame them, Martha. We were once like that" I heard a male voice, and only then was I aware of whatever was going on. The words faded away which made me flutter my eyelids open with reflex. I bit Liam on his lips, gaining a groan from him. I didn't bite him hard to draw out blood, but enough to let him know that he should stop whatever games he was playing right now because he had already taken the spotlight. Liam stepped away from me, and I felt the breeze blow towards me the moment his warm, calloused hand dropped from my back. The warmth I felt just now disappeared. I was back to the same lonely me but things are in stark contrast to each other now. My eyes fell on his lips before moving to his lips, only then did I see the emotions that appeared in his eyes. Just like they appeared, they vanished quickly like a freckle of dust. I was a mess, breathing hard through my parted lips. I felt like a young high school girl, but the moment I remembered how I suffered from Liam's hand, a bitter smile graced my lips. I looked around, only to see the paparazzi swarm towards us. This was just a game, after all, but why am I getting worked up? Maybe it was because, in my past life, Liam didn't kiss me when we came for my sister's birthday in my past life. Then I must have forgotten that the old me will never dress like this. Could Liam be in love with me or just attracted to my body? What was I thinking? Did I possibly think that Liam would kiss me so roughly, if not because of the paparazzi and reporters that were present at the venue? “You need to show them your brightest smile, Emily," Liam said, breaking through my thoughts and I shivered silently, gritting my teeth in silent anger. If looks could kill. Liam will be six feet under the ground right now. “I don't want you messing up; father is here," Liam added in a cold tone. He cleaned the corner of his lips with the handkerchief and tucked it inside his side pocket. “You should give me a heads up next time if you want to try something like this again, Liam. I don't like surprises," I said defiantly in a low whisper before clasping my hand in his. Liam drew me to his side the moment my palm touched his. We fit so perfectly on each other's sides, and it makes me nauseous. “You should know I like surprises, Emily, just like the way you suddenly asked for a divorce today," Liam said and clicked his tongue in distaste. I raised my head only to see a smirk spread across his face. Before I could reply, Liam had already parted his full pink lips. “Seeing you flustered just like now. For a moment, I thought you were falling for me." Liam said with sarcasm before setting his lips into a thin line. What was wrong with him? He was trying to get me riled up but the Liam I know would never act like this. He is never the type to joke about things like this. I wanted to question him. I wanted to ask Liam why he was doing that but he smiled at me, reminding me to do the same. I clenched my hand, eyes shooting daggers at him before a smile spread across my lips. We turned to face the paparazzi and reporters and that was when I heard the familiar voice. “I know it's you, son. Emily dear" I didn't have to turn to know it was Liam's father. I bowed and raised my head while Liam stood arrogantly beside me. “She is so pretty," I heard the guest say as they made their way into the hall. “Is Mrs. Nolan so pretty like that?" A girl squealed. “For a moment I thought it was another woman." " " “Father," I said with the prettiest smile on my face, ignoring the people's comments. The paparazzi were pushed back by the security and their footsteps echoed in the tiled floor. Liam's father only shook his head before coming to my side. He gave me a light pat on my shoulder, not sparing Liam a look. “Emily, you look breathtaking today." Liam's father praised me and I was flattered because this was the same line Liam used for me before kissing me against the car. At least, it's good they have things in common. “Thank you, Father," I replied vehemently and I felt someone scoffed beside me. Someone is in a bad mood, and I know it's no other person but Liam. “I guess that was why Liam couldn't resist you. I mean, which able man would dare resist my beautiful daughter-in-law?" Liam's father added in a serious tone. I laughed wholeheartedly while patting my chest against the clothes. “You flattered me, father but I think Liam was too impatient. I can't believe he kissed me right here in front of everyone," I replied sheepishly, tucking some strands of hair against my ear. Liam jerked our entwined hands away which made me raise my head in confusion. I parted my lips and tried to say something but Liam cut me off. “Meet me inside, Emily."