Chapter 2

Ella appeared from the kitchen, her face bright with a smile as she slipped an arm around Liam's waist. "Baby, go upstairs and freshen up, dinner will be served soon." She beamed, oblivious of what had happened between us while she had rushed to the kitchen.

Liam nodded and kissed her, he winked at me before going upstairs. I plastered on a smile and nodded, but my mind was racing, replaying every detail of what had transpired. There was something in the way Liam had looked at me, something that made my pulse quicken and my breath hitch, something that made me realize coming here was not a mistake.

After dinner, I stood up, eager to retreat to my new bedroom, but Liam's voice stopped me.

“Lily, give me a few seconds." He said, and I almost bumped into him as I turned, he was standing closer than expected. His proximity sent my heart racing. Suddenly, I heard my breath catch in my throat. "I wanted to apologize if I seemed too forward earlier, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable." He continued, his voice lower, more intimate. "I'll make sure you enjoy your holiday with us.”

He stepped closer, and I could smell his cologne, it was something darker and sexy. “You're very mature for your age." He said softly, his gaze intense. "And I find that very intriguing."

My breath hitched. "Uhm, okay... .thank you." I managed, my voice trembling. I don't understand why he made the statement but I felt uncomfortable standing there with him.

Slowly, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face. The touch was light, so fleeting, yet sent a surge of heat through me. "You're welcome, our darling, Lily" He murmured, his voice a seductive rumble that seemed to vibrate in my very core.

His hand lingered near my cheek for a few seconds, his thumb brushing lightly against my skin, sending a rush of warmth down my spine. I felt as if the world had stopped, every sense heightened, every nerve ending alive with electricity. The tension was palpable, and I could feel my body weakening, a forbidden thrill coursing through my veins.

I noticed his eyes darkened, his expression became unreadable. "Good night, Lilly." He said finally, his voice a low, husky whisper. “I'll see you in the morning.”

"Good night." I breathed, my voice barely audible as I turned and fled up the stairs, my mind racing, my body was tingling with an unfamiliar heat.

I got into my room, closed the door and leaned back as if I was shutting out everything that just happened. I pressed a hand to my racing heart, as my breath came in shallow gasps. I just couldn't deny it, my brother in-law had this magnetic pull in him, deadly and intoxicating, that tugged at me even when every decent thought was screaming at me to stay away from him.

Later that night, I slipped out of my room, my thin nightdress clinged to my body, barely covering my curves. The house was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that made me hyper-aware of every creak beneath my feet as I navigated the unfamiliar rooms. I felt my way through the darkness, my heart pounding, until I finally found the sitting room. A breath of relief escaped my lips as I flicked on the small light.

I couldn't sleep and decided to come to the sitting room. I struggled until I reached the TV and put it on, a rush of relief flooded through me. The cool, bright light dispelled the shadows of the dark sitting room, revealing the nearest couch. "Finally!" I whispered, grinning as I picked up the remote and navigated until I got to a station I liked. I sat on the couch watching the TV and the scenes were that of nude men and women. I imagined Liam coming to the sitting room to meet me and trying to get his fingers through my night dress. I shrugged my shoulders,

I sat on the heel of my foot, pressing my sex firmly on top of it. A small gasp escaped my mouth but I placed my hands over my lips so that no one else could hear me. I continued to grind on my heel, my juices secreting the course as I got closer to orgasm I felt a shadow over me.

I was abruptly broken from my trance. Frustrated and slightly humiliated, I jumped to my feet.

“Hey, don't stop!" I heard and instantly I knew it was Liam. What was he doing out here? What happened to his wife?

I turned to face him and from the little light provided by the TV, I saw he was shirtless. I swallowed my emotion down, and ignored my throbbing clit.

“Let's watch together.” He said, breaking the silence.

"I think I'm feeling sleepy now. I'll just go back to my room." I retorted back, turning back towards the hallway.

"Oh come on... there's no shame in watching the program together," His smile can be felt through the walls. “Who knows I can help you with… that.” He said pointing at my already soaked nightwear.

"I don't need your help and even if I did I don't need the touch of my sister's husband!" I snapped back.

"Lily!" He laughed, pleased with his lack of effort.

"I told you," I began, before I was swept up in his arms. He carried me to the couch.

"Let me go!" I whispered,thrashing against the weight of his arms half heartedly. From the way I moved, he knew I had no intentions of winning the fight against him. He kept me close to the couch and began to take off his clothing.

Is he okay? Why would he do such a thing?

Where's your wife?" I asked him, eyes unable to break their gaze with his broad, and hairy chest.