In bed with his Ex

Ava’s POV

“Liam!” I screamed in shock.

The two of them jumped off each other, startled.

“Ava? What are you doing here?” Liam asked with a frown.

I was shocked. Instead of being sorry, he was actually offended?

Amira quickly pulled up the sleeves of her gown and pulled up her panties under the gown. 

She got off the bed and walked towards the exit. “You had to ruin the moment, Miss snarky,” she scorned, rolling her eyes at me as she walked out.

For a few seconds, I was too stunned to move or speak. My eyes darted back to Liam; this wasn’t the first time I was finding him in such a position, but this was different.

Why her? Why here? Why now?

The questions bubbled in my head amidst shock and confusion.

“How could you, Liam?” I muttered, too angry to shout.

“What?” He shrugged. “We got caught up in the moment, it’s not a big deal.”

“Oh, so that is what this is? Getting caught up in the moment. Liam, you brought her to your bedroom, your mouth was on her breasts and your fingers in her undies!” I retorted.

“Come on now, Ava. Don’t make a hill out of an ant hole.” He said, standing up to approach me.

“Are you serious? You brought me all the way here to play the role of a girlfriend and then you jump in bed with your Ex who happens to be getting engaged in a few days!”

“And so what? You don’t have the right to judge me, in case you forgot, you are only my pretend girlfriend! Who I sleep with is none of your concern!”

I felt my heart drop. Did he really say that?

His words stung me but I swallowed it, trying not to look hurt.

“Liam, what you did here today was disrespectful to me, our friendship and to your family. Amira is no longer with you, she is your Cousin’s soon to be Wife, don’t you see how this is wrong?” I flared.

“Amira still loves me, she is only with Josh because of the money he won. If I can just show her how much I want her, she will come back to me. And I was going to do just that before you barged in and ruined it!” Liam said and I couldn’t believe how brainwashed he was.

“No! I walked in and saved you from making a terrible mistake. Can’t you see she is playing with your emotions? She is only pretending to want you to turn your attention away from me!”

“That is not true!” He retorted.

“Yes it is! You are being foolish and she is using you!” I fired in a bit of rage.

“Oh, I am foolish huh? Well you are just jealous and bitter because nobody wants you. That is why you try to ruin every happy moment for me! If there is anyone who hates to see me happy, it’s you Ava!” He spat angrily.

I froze. My body tensed, my chest hurt and my eyes grew wet. I didn’t want to believe that he would say such a thing to me, but looking into his eyes and seeing all that hate, I burst into tears.

Quickly I turned around and stormed out of the room. As I unconsciously wandered into the woods, I wiped my tears refusing to cry out loud.

I am the foolish one, doing everything to help him and he calls me bitter. 

No one wants me? Fuck you Liam West!!

I was brushing past the thick grasses and cursing out loud when my eyes suddenly caught sight of a large dog. I froze.

It was a freaking Belgian Malinois, a full grown monster dog. It had spotted me, eyes glowing, teeth bared.

My breath was caught in my throat. Is this how I die? Wrangled by a dog?

“Okay… be a good doggy,” I whispered as I tried to take a step back.

The Dog didn’t like that, he barked and came after me.

“Arghhh!!” I screamed like a mad woman and took to my heels, turning back in the direction of the mansion.

Just then I saw a bare chested man standing in front of me.

“Help!!” I screamed and without thinking twice, I jumped into his body, throwing my arms around his neck and wrapping my legs around his waist.

The weight of my body pushed him back a bit and then he caught balance, folding one arm around me, a frown on his face.

“Quiet Boska!” He snarled and instantly the Dog stopped barking. A single command, that was all it took.

I let out a breath in relief and turned to stare at his face. “Hi…” I muttered awkwardly, biting my teeth and not wanting to let go of him.

“I thought I was clear that you were not welcome back here, Miss Taylor,” he asked with a low growl.

I gave him a nervous smile with my upper teeth, still clinging to his sweaty muscular body. Okay, this is a bit awkward.

T. B. C!