It was the next morning and I was cuddled up with Zayn under the comfortable duvet as we lay on the king-sized bed. Birds were chirping and the air was warm. My eyes fluttered open and the first thing that hit me was the rays of the sun. They were beautiful. I carefully snuggled my way out of my husband’s arms and sat up on the bed. I yawned and ran my hand through my hair. Looking out the window, I could see that today was a sunny day. The skies were clear and the brilliance of the sun was evident. A small smile lingered on my lips when I thought about last night. After I had driven Zayn crazy to an orgasm, I was ready to shower but he was not. He said that it was not only about his pleasure but mine too. What he did to me afterward had me moaning so loud that maybe everyone in the house had heard me. I dragged my body from the bed and did a few stretches. I then headed for the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and took a cold shower before walking out with a heated towel wrapped ar

Getting caught. Getting caught can be a stressful and overwhelming experience. But I knew that there were a few things that we could do to ease the situation. Or at least me. First, we had to stay calm and composed. Alex was only assuming based on his suspicions, he did not know sh*t. There was still a way to turn this around. I knew we had to focus on the facts and not let our emotions take over. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t think any of us do. Are you saying that that’s not the car you and your wife got Liam?” I asked calmly. Alex scoffed. “Oh, don’t do that.” He shook his head. “You should be the last person doing that to me, Lara.”“Doing what?” I kept my eyes on him and kept my composure also. “That! Don’t treat me like I’m stupid or like I’m some kid!” He snapped, and everyone was taken aback. “I marked Liam’s car, and I am telling you, the one sitting out there is not his. Why would he get a new car identical to his previous one and pretend like it’s t

Liam was right. I knew he was but I was not ready to accept it. He told me that I had a hero mentality; that I wanted to save anyone and everyone, even if that meant letting myself drown. And that was true. So true that accepting it felt like being hit by a ton of bricks. Saving everyone fed a part of me that made me feel like my life was worth something. It made me feel like I was actually contributing to the lives of the people around me, and not just taking them away. It made me feel alive. After going through a life of torture by being bullied, and then getting rejected so publicly, I was devastated. But then I got saved by someone that I initially thought was evil: the demon king. Zayn was the one who nursed my soul. He gave me hope, courage, confidence, and a life that I had always dreamed of. He was literally my knight in shining armor. And since then, everything just came easy to me. I became the future queen of the demon territory, then I was a public figure, and all th

After twenty-four hours had passed, Liam and I were taken into an interrogation room together. We were handcuffed and all our belongings were taken away from us. Detective Stone sat across from us with a tight frown on her face. The room was square and had a high ceiling. I think there was a heater in here because the air was a bit warm. There was no window so I could not tell whether it was snowing out or not. But my guess was that it was. I was getting a bit tired of smelling the detective’s perfume. I was exhausted and did not have a good night's sleep. I just wanted to go home. She told us that we were going to be allowed to see our family and friends, but that had not been the case. I have not seen or talked to anyone other than her and a few guards since I was brought here. “It has been twenty-four hours.” Detective Stone began. “The deal that was on the table has now expired.” She stared intently at me. “And now you two are going to be transferred to a federal prison not f

When I reached the guest room, I knocked on the door a few times but no answer came. I proceeded to knock again but I was met with the same result: no answer. So I decided to open the door. “I’m coming in! Please don’t be naked!” I said in a mildly loud voice as I turned the cold knob of the door. When I swung it open, I was met with an empty room. “Liam?” I called out his name as I walked in. I continued to call out his name as I searched the room and then the bathroom for him, but found no luck. He was not there. But where could he be? I saw him get down from the car when Ashton drove us into the compound. I sighed lowly and pulled my phone out of my pocket. The facial recognition on the device scanned my face and the phone unlocked. I then dialed Liam’s number and it rang for the longest without him picking up. With worry filling me up slowly, I headed out of the room and walked back downstairs. I ran into Julia on my way out of the house. “Are you okay? Where are you head