บททั้งหมดของ Love me, London: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

"Eat your food. Not play with it." Liam said causing me to look up from my plate and gawked at him. It was the first time Liam and I  had a proper meal together at home with just the two of us in his big dining room. Few maids were standing along the side of the table, making sure they tend to everything we'd ever needed to make our dining experience extra pleasant.But little did they know, the only way I could fully enjoy having dinner with Liam was that I had to not be there."I am not hungry." I couldn't force myself to eat as every time I held up a spoonful of food to my mouth, I wanted to vomit.A vomit reminded me of morning sickness and then, morning sickness technically represented pregnancy. Everything I did, every air I breathed in, I only thought back to

It was a beautiful Saturday morning, two weeks since I last saw Liam and I found myself seating across the table from Giovanna and three other strangers in a small coffee shop, downtown of Brooklyn."Lolo?" I looked up to see four pairs of eyes staring straight at me and quickly, I shoved my phone back inside my purse."Sorry." I mumbled and took a small sip from my cup of hot cocoa."Who was that you were texting?" Giovanna asked, propped her chin in her hand boringly while her elbow resting on the table."A boyfriend?" Alisha smirked, eying me mischievously."I thought you said you're single!" Penelope shrilled and Kyle began shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

Seven hours and fifty minutes in total was how long it take for us to arrive in Paris. As soon as we got out of the private jet, we swarmed by a group of security guards and more than a dozen of French policemen.We didn't even need to get inside the airport and everything was already done for us. All that we needed to do was to hop in the back of a white Rolls-Royce and Liam directed him that we were ready to go. Through the transparent glass wall of the airport, overlooking the view of the runway, I could see people starting to take notice and some of them  were openly holding up their phones to record us. I was pretty sure all the passengers inside the airport thought we were criminals.Powerful rich ass criminals.Among many other things, like the beautiful view of Paris outsi

Waking up to the view of the Eiffel Tower outside our balcony and Paris skyline, a part of me still felt like I was dreaming. It all was too good to be true. I snuggled closer to the pillows, stretched my legs under the covers, and immediately, my eyes squeezed shut. I chew on my bottom lip, biting it down as I tried to ease the painful ache in between my legs."...I know. I am working on it." My eyebrows fell into a tight knot as I heard a steady voice spoke. That voice I often heard. I was able to recognize it without needing to roll over as I was lying on my stomach. I knew it was him, "You just have to give me more time."To say I was curious, maybe. But I was rather confused and hurt by the fact that I wake up to an empty bed and him talking on his phone to only God knows who. What if it was his lady. The one from back at home, cal

When I forced my heavy eyelids open, a faint smile pushing its way to my face. I snuggled my head closer into the warmth and felt a hard body shifted underneath me. I could hear his heart beating in steady beneath my ear and his chest raising up and down as he breathed softly."How long have I been asleep?" I asked with my drowsy voice and a soft moan escaped my lips when his warm palm gently massaged my lower back.It was a little sore but to compare the feeling during our fun times, the soreness was more than worth it."Only about a few hours." Liam answered. Then, he carefully sat up and tightened his arms around my body. Pulling my naked chest closer to his, "Are you hungry?" He asked."I can eat." I gave a small shrug cutely and