Liam’s POVI stood in front of her, every muscle in my body strung tight like a bow about to snap. My chest heaved as if the air around her burned me. I couldn’t stop staring at her—Amara, the woman who had ruined me, destroyed me, and yet still owned me in ways I couldn’t breathe through.“How could you?” My voice came out low, ragged, barely controlled. “How the f**k could you, Amara?”She froze, her arms wrapping around herself like a shield, but her chin tilted up with that stubborn pride I both hated and craved. “Liam—”“Don’t you dare say my name like you have the right.” I cut her off, my voice harsh, venom laced. I stepped closer until she had no choice but to feel the heat rolling off me. “What is this?" I yelled and tossed the paper to the ground. She picked it up and her face lost its colour. "You spread your legs for him, carried his child and flipped it for me to take care of? You are making me take care of another man's child?!" I screamed at her. Her lips parted in s
I couldnt help but watch her from a distance from that time on. Nothing made sense to me anymore. The more I looked at her, the more I wanted her. I later realized that the guy she was staying with was not actually having anything sexual to do with her. Like she had mentioned to me, they were really just friends and I was the one who was overreacting to everything. I could not even bring myself to speak to her again after that day. She didnt just dislike me because i fell for her charms, she disliked me because I was rich. I know i didnt use to blame Liam for anything but now it was clear that I had to. After all, he was the main reason I didnt have this lady. He had wrecked her so much so that she didn't even want to have anything to do with anyone that had money anymore. I just watched from a distance as everything I wanted was being taken from me and I could barely control the pain in my chest. Then suddenly, I started to notice that she was going to the hospital more and more o
What exactly are you talking about?" I asked her, not wanting to believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. Was all these just sex to her? Did she not feel the bond that I felt? I know I had messed up and moved faster than I ought to but I honestly thought she would not allow me to walk out of her life like that. Or could the reason for this behaviour be because of that man she was staying with? It had to be because of him. Why else would she be so comfortable with allowing me to walk away like that. We spoke for hours, we had the best time of conversation and we had the perfect sex. In most girls book, this was a win win situation for them. I mean I was good looking, sexy and most importantly rich. I also knew how to take care of a woman well so what exactly could she be looking for outside? I had everything that she wanted and now she just wanted to kick me to the curb"Amara what is wrong with you?" "I have a more important question. How the hell did you find me cause
I didnt know what to say. The man stood in front of me, dressed in casual clothes and I could not help but wish he was a handy man. But what sort of handy man comes to work so early? "Can i help you?" The man asked me like he owned the place and I wondered if my assistant had gotten the apartment number wrong. I mean he had to have gotten them wrong, why else would a strange man be standing at the door of my woman, asking me what it was I wanted. "Do you live here?" I asked dreading what the answer would be but eager to hear it. I knew for sure that my assistant was never carless. He did a thorough research on everything I asked of him and I knew that if he said this was where Amara stays then this was where she stayed. I just had to figure out who this man was. Maybe, just maybe i was wrong. "No i don't actually live here." "So who are you?" I asked, more violently this time and the young man must have noticed that I asked that like I belonged here because he suddenly got defensi
The drive home was the most unstable thing I had ever done and at that moment, i wished I had ordered an uber. While I drove, Amara kept stroking my dick. Even when I was still clothe, I could feel my dick wanting her wet pussy so badly. No matter how many times I pulled her hands away cause my own hard on was starting to hurt, the lady just didnt stop. She kept going over and over again till I couldn’t take it anymore. "You are driving me crazy you know," I told her while trying to control my breathing. "Then why dont you find a nice corner to park and allow me to have my way with you?" That was all she had to say to get me to finally park and the pure joy in her face when I did both warmed my heart and made me more horny. As soon as I pulled over, she ripped her seat off and opened my trousers. I backed my seat a little so she could have easier access to what she desperately needed and then she savoured it all. The first time her lips touched my dick, I felt like I would burst
I could not imagine how many things we actually had in common. It was almost as if this lady right here is the missing part of my life that I had been searching for all my life. Everything about her just felt right. We had the most amazing conversation and I wanted nothing more than to keep talking to her. I could finally see what my brother had seen in her. She wasnt only beautiful, she had everything a man could possibly need in a woman. From a nice laugh to the ability to hold a conversationShe was what most people call a ten out of ten and she sounded so mature as well. She didnt hesitate to tell me all about the dreams she had for herself. From the things she wanted to be when she can get enough money to stand on her feet to how she wanted to help women who had gone through the worst of times in life. I could tell that she was talking from a place of experience. All thanks to my mother she had experience something that was nothing short of being abusive and now, she was looki