Share
Fourteen
Related chapters
A Loving Wife At Your Service Fifteen
Clearly, I was given the name Scarlett, by my mother and I know that thanks to my grandma. I've been called by the name Scarlett for two decades and more and all of a sudden, a man wants to change my name to Raven. Raven… "Take a seat." Liam sighs. Ignoring my question about the Raven he's always calling me. Or do I look like a Raven he used to know. I listen anyway and quietly take a seat, letting the food in front of my eyes control my legs. I take a seat, and so does Liam. We are both quiet. "You can start eating," He says, noticing how my eyes keep bouncing from his face to the food. I gently take the fork right beside my plate and dig in. I try not to acknowledge the fact that Liam is right beside me, and let myself eat comfortably. "It must be annoying right?" Liam sighs, I turn to him "Hmm?" I say, my mouth already full with duck breast. "Calling you Raven, you find it annoying don't you?" He sighs. I forcefully swallow the food in my mouth before speaking.
A Loving Wife At Your Service Sixteen
Sometimes, people find it difficult to rely on others because they are so used to doing things on their own and being independent that they forget the term "reliable" might refer to someone other than themselves. They go to great lengths to try to cure things on their own and end up hurting themselves.And the only thing they've ever needed to stop suffering was someone to talk to, lean on, and trust. And now standing here with Liam, all I know about this man is that he is wealthy, fit, charming with his looks and is working towards something big he wants to achieve, something he doesn't want me to know. And that's all I know about him, I do know I have never met this man before, even if I have, my memories are not helping, still that doesn't mean I know everything about him. Hugging me so tightly and letting his sigh escape every two or three seconds reveals nothing but how whatever is going on with Liam is killing him on the inside, and the larger picture of how he needs me to be
A Loving Wife At Your Service Seventeen
Before I know it, I am typing fast to reply to the comments as I boil on the inside. Cursing and saying out loud what I'm about to type."Fuck you, and hell, I can handle two of Liam in a bed in one night and he'll beg me to keep go-" What?" Liam's voice stops my every movement and I slowly turn to the door to see him standing there.I immediately hold my breath, and try to act like those words did not just come out of me"What?" I widen my eyes. "What?" He tilts his head. "What?" I purse my lips, planning to shut up for good. "What… did you just say?" He asks, and I watch his Adam's apple move as he gulps slowly. "What did I say? I said nothing" I rush my words, tucking my hair behind both my ears. "Really?" His gaze surpresses mine. I nod. "Okay then" He sighs "We're leaving, get ready." I am too embarrassed to look at him again in the eye and just nod and watches from the corner of my eyes as he leaves my room. I breathe out a sigh of relief as the door clicks close. W
A Loving Wife At Your Service Eighteen
"Now where are you handling two of me in a bed in one night." I froze..Fuck!He did not just say that.I thought he didn't hear what I said. Liam burst out laughing, noticing the horrified look on my face, a calm low laugh that has really built up in him. "I did not mean that," I say when he stops laughing. "Really?" He raises a brow, walking towards the bed and taking off his shoes. "I was just… bluffing." I shrug, Literally the comments just pushed me out to one of my outbursts, I've never handled it with someone like Liam on a bed, needless to say handle two of him. "Bluffing huh?" Liam scoffs and eyes me in a way that leaves me unsettled. "Yeah." I reciprocate the look he gave me. "Of course," He laughs to himself. I look around the room, its coziness is welcoming enough, and then I turn to the man inside the room. "We'll be staying here for the night… together?" I ask. "Yeah, I said so earlier, the hotel we were supposed to-"Yeah, I know" I interrupt him, but n
A Loving Wife At Your Service Nineteen
-The night of scarlett's twenty first birthday-3 years ago… * "You literally wasted our entire time," Ginny yells, swinging her bag as we step out of the taxi we had booked. . The night is young and cold, really cold. "It's my birthday, I don't get to be yelled at for taking an extra time to look good," I shake my head. "Let's just go in guys, it's cold." Hannah sighs, not looking too thrilled. "You know, you both can just go home and leave me to go to the club-"No Scarlett, we promised, and if we leave you, you might spend your birthday with one random silly ass dude." "I promise I won't" I sigh. "Nope" We step into the bar, and it is as boring I expected it to be. I get that Ginny and Hannah wants to spend this special day with me, just like they've always done, it's sweet I get it. But coming to an expensive bar, isn't very much, 'me. Expensive doesn't always mean happy, because according to this bar, expensive is boring. It's just rich ass people or wannabee rich as
A Loving Wife At Your Service Twenty
-The night of scarlett's twenty first birthday-3 years ago… continues**"You know Eugene, when you brought the idea of a game to kill our boring ass time in this room, I thought you meant something fun. What the hell is this?" I scoff, half sober, eyeing the almost finished cigeratte in his hand. "It's not a popular game, I didn't like it at first, but I got a hang of it and then liked it," "How does trying to guess what we both have in mind a game. It's lame and i am bored" I scoff. "Well, at least I proposed a deal, I am trying to fix the lame air, don't try to nag me like I'm your friends who ditched you. Who pulled the knob out of the door in the first place?" Liam gets on his feet and moves to the window. I sigh. Right, I shouldn't complain, this is all my fault. "I'm sorry," I apologize, getting on my feet too. "Sure…" He replies, hitting the burning edge of the cigarette on the window rack to turn it off. "I just want to do something fun, I've been home all day" I
A Loving Wife At Your Service Twenty one
*current day… . . "So you have zero idea how your hand got on my pants?" Liam asks, taking more steps closer, until our bodies are almost touching and pressing my hand on his body, until I have no choice but to slip it out. "Yeah, I didn't." I say, my eyes still bouncing back to his V-line. "My face is up here" Liam scoffs, lifting my chin up with his fingers, and making my eyes redirect to his face. His eyes. His eyes are not just his right now, it's holding so much, dangerously much. "Raven…" He calls. "if you could have anything right now. What would it be?..."Ah, Raven. Even I forgot I ever wanted to be called by that name and just like that, like the way he calls it, the fact that I forgot but yet he remembered. "If u could have anything right now?" I repeat, getting myself lost. "Yeah anything…" "Right now…" I am lost in thoughts. "You don't have to think, be spontaneous" He smiles…. Where is he getting at? Why would he ask if I could want anything? "Nothing"
A Loving Wife At Your Service Twenty two
Liam's lips were warm, welcoming and gentle, the way his lips had nibbled my bottom lips, the way our breaths had synchronized. He had gently moved his hand up my waist to balance my lying body pressing against his. Slowly we exchanged tongues, and I found my hand crawling up his face. We never wanted to stop, we were losing our breaths, but stopping was the last thing on our minds. We would nibble on each other's bottom lips while catching our breaths, with our tongues hungry for each other and promising to never stop. And we didn't. I open my eyes to the sound of my name and a light touch on my ankle. I squint my eyes immediately as the room's bright light hits my eyes. I sit up. "What?" I ask low and calmly, seeing Vilda staring at me. "I know it's still early but we have to leave" She says. I look around the room, and notice Liam's not in anymore. "Where's Liam?" I ask. "He left, and you have to too" Vilda says. Before I know it, I am leaving the really small mo
Latest chapter
- A Loving Wife At Your Service Chapter 124 - Epilogue
- A Loving Wife At Your Service chapter 123
- A Loving Wife At Your Service chapter 122
- A Loving Wife At Your Service Chapter 121
- A Loving Wife At Your Service chapter 120
- A Loving Wife At Your Service chapter 119
- A Loving Wife At Your Service Chapter 118
- A Loving Wife At Your Service chapter 117
- A Loving Wife At Your Service chapter 116
