Chapter 3: Unleashed Desire

Diane adjusted her bra straps as she hastily got up to get dressed; she looked at Liam's charming face, even in his sleep.

She felt the trickling ache between her legs and smiled satisfactorily to herself. She had finally made love to Liam as she had always desired, and it felt good.

Liam adjusted on the bed as his body kept signalling his usual waking hour, but his pounding head protested he stayed longer in bed.

In his subconscious, he debated whether it was all a bad dream or his imagination that he just had sex.

" You are awake”, he heard Diane's voice clearly in his head, but he couldn't bring himself to believe it.

He opened his left eye gently and closed it again as Diane's boldface met his.

She sensed his uneasiness and drew back. Liam felt silly for his childishness, and he summoned the courage to face heads on whatever might have transpired between them.

He opened his eyes widely and sat up on the gigantic bed; he looked over at Diane, who was batting her long lashes with a confused expression on her face.

" I am awake”, Liam responded after some time. He racked his brain to make sense of the awkward situation.

He felt a pounding headache and he held his head in his hands.

" Are you okay, it must be a hangover?" Diane said sweetly showing him care.

" I am fine" Liam lied. He raised the blanket, and his heart skipped a beat at his naked position; he felt terrible for his loss of self-control.

" I had..." " I am so...." They chorused at once but Diane smiled knowingly.

" I was about to say I had fun last night," she said seductively.

Liam's eyes widened, and his expression darkened. “It wasn't right", he said coldly.

With a speed of light, he moved towards his underwear and clothes that were scattered in the heat of their lust.

Diane's lips twitched at his nudeness before Liam swiftly covered himself up.

" It was great, you were great last night, Liam; I loved every bit of it,” Diane said, moving towards him.

Liam's memory of the night surfaced; he remembered Diane sitting on his lap, their intently hungry kiss, how they both started undressing each other and the eventual sex.

" How do I make it up to you, Miss Donaldson? I am sorry for my drunken state; I lost control of myself,” Liam said apologetically.

" I do not want your money Liam" she lied effortlessly "And to keep your mind at ease, it didn't happen without my consent" she said firmly

Liam looked at her, and his expression softened; having a fling wasn't his thing; he has always been very precise in all his decisions except this.

" What do you want, Diane?" he said softly, buttoning up his tuxedo; taking a bath is a luxury he could not afford at the moment; he just needed to get himself out of the awkward situation.

" I wish we get to know each other better; you need me now more than ever, Liam, someone to take your mind away from the blow of Rissa's betrayal,” she said convincingly.

Liam wasn't buying the bullshit, he is a businessman that has won many difficult deals. He knows the art of gaslighting all too well.

" This is betrayal, Diane", Liam said with a cold expression on his face.

Diane furrowed her brow, her lips curled up in what seemed like a half-smile

" Wake up, lover boy; she cheated on you right on your wedding night; you divorced her, so to ease your mind, we didn't betray anyone!" Diane said firmly pretending to be hurt by Liam's resistance.

From the onset, she knew it wouldn't be an easy feat to make Liam see her, he had always had eyes for Rissa alone.

Before Liam could think of how to handle the situation, Diane picked up her bag and walked out swiftly swaying her hips in her stride.

Liam's phone rang, and he picked up instantly. Without pleasantries, he questioned the caller impatiently.

" Is it done?" He asked coldly moving towards the exit door

" Yes, charming prince, she has signed the divorce papers", Jonathan, his lawyer, responded with a sleepy voice.

Liam heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt a pang of stabbing pain in his heart.

Wasn't she supposed to grovel and beg at least longer? Rissa was making it all too easier

If she had pretended to love him for materialism, she should have acted more like it.

Diane was right; he was delusional; Rissa deserves all the humiliation social media has in stock for her.

" Hello, Liam; anything else? I take having a long nap on weekends seriously to keep my skin supple," Jonathan joked lightly, but Liam wasn't in the mood.

He rolled his eyes inwardly " I am hanging up, clown”, he said and hung up immediately before Jonathan could crack any more ridiculous jokes.

Diane dropped her bag, which fell with a thud; Rissa ran up to her and engulfed her in a tight embrace.

" I was so bored all night" she said giggling weirdly like a teenager

" I didn't plan on sleeping over initially", Diane said, plastering a fake smile on her face.

Rissa gave her a weird look, smiling “The date seems to have blown hotter than you anticipated”, she teased her.

Diane smiled pleasantly in a bid to hide her disappointment at Liam's resistance "Was he very good-looking?" Rissa asked teasingly trying to get over her depressed state

" Trust me on the looks, he is a demigod" Diane boasted proudly making Rissa more curious

" Really! That ticks the first on your list; what about the dough?" Rissa inquired dragging her to the couch.

" He is damn wealthy, Rissa," she said, blushing furiously.

"Hmmm... what about the...you know what I mean," Rissa said winking at her playfully

" The sex was great too," Diane responded, reminiscing about Liam's sexy body on hers.

" Then it is all so perfect; I hope you both click," Rissa said happily.

" We will, eventually! Because I will give it all it takes " Diane responded with a cocky smile on her face.

Her phone rang loudly. “Your ringer irks me, old lady, one sign of a successful hook; I bet my all it is your prince charming calling", Rissa joked, making her way to the kitchen.

Diane heaved a sigh of relief at Rissa's departure as Liam's number was displayed on the screen

" Hello," she said in an icy cold tone feigning hurtfulness.

" I need to see you, Diane”, Liam responded hastily and hung up before she could protest.