Chapter 31 Aliyah POV 'Let's become sex partners' I scoffed each time I recalled the nonsense I said to him, and I couldn't help but think I must've lost my mind. I mean, why the hell did I tell him that? I could've just rejected him without telling him that, yeah? What will he think of me now? Those were the questions I kept asking myself as I drove back home from the office. My whole day was messed up after the incident. It's confirmed now that I have feelings for him, but what is annoying is the fact that it's making itself so obvious around him. I go crazy whenever he touched me, I get jealous when another woman is talking to him, and it just didn't make any sense. By the time I arrived at my apartment, I pulled over at the parking lot and headed to the entrance door. Stepping into the living room, I met everywhere sparkling neat just the way it has always been for days now, and I needed no one to tell me that it was Liam's handwork. "You're home? Welcome, ma'am Al

Chapter 33 Aliyah POV I slept off immediately after the marathon sex, and waking up hours later, I found myself alone in the room. "Where is he?" I mumbled as I managed to sit up on the bed, looking around the room, but there was no trace of his clothes anywhere. I finally sat up on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair tiredly, and once I was sober, I dragged myself from the bed, but stopped when I spot a piece of paper on the bedside table. "What is this?" I asked myself, knowing this wasn't the here when we came in earlier today. 'I'm sorry, something came up and I had to leave earlier. I kept some money in the drawer for you. We'll see at the company on Monday' I scoffed after I finished reading the note. Slowly, I tightened my fingers around the note as waves of anger spurred through me, while every single letter kept replaying in my head. "Is he kidding me?" I scoffed as I quickly pulled out the drawer of the bedside table, and I froze when I saw bu

Chapter 35 Jeffrey Cooper I tossed on the bed for the umpteenth time before I sat up on the bed, unable to sleep. It was already midnight, but I still couldn't sleep. After the incident at the hotel today, I couldn't get her off my head. It was my first time in three good years, to have sex again, and it felt so good, although I was having bad feelings about this now. I should've called her when I got home, but I didn't for some reason I couldn't even explain. I reached out for my phone to text her, but after five minutes of writing and deleting the text nonstop, I finally tossed the phone on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair. I left before she woke up because I couldn't face her. I was scared she would regret what she did, I was scared I would make her feel uncomfortable even though it was wrong of me to have left like that, but still, I couldn't help it. "I must've gone crazy," I mumbled before I stood up from the bed and headed to the bathroom to ease

Chapter 37 Aliyah POV It was finally Monday, and I needed to go to the office, but I wasn't also feeling like going there, knowing that I would bump into Jeffrey there, but then, it wasn't something I could avoid. Maybe quitting my job there later would work for me, but I needed to work for one fucking year before I could quit, according to what was written in the contract. "Are you ok, Mommy? You look tired," Nancy asked as I walked into the dining room where I met her having breakfast. "Hmm. I'm fine. Good morning love. Did you sleep well?" I asked her as I stroked her hair, and she nodded her head. She was already done getting ready for school. "Did you know? Uncle Liam got injured yesterday. Did he tell you about it?" She asked me, and I quickly hid my hand which had a band-aid, pulling a surprised expression. "What happened to him?" I asked her, and she sighed. "I don't know. He said he slipped and got his hand injured. The wound seems deep. I think he

Chapter 39Jeffrey Cooper"When are you going to get married again, Jeff? You are driving me nuts, seriously," Mom ranted, and I swear I felt like fainting. If she had told me she was coming to visit me, then I would've given her an excuse that I won't be around, but in a real sense, I know Mom would never listen to me."Mom, I told you I don't need a wife. I haven't found someone that...""How do you expect to have someone when you are married to your job, huh? All you do is go to work every damn day and come back late in the night. How do you expect to get married with that habit?" I sighed frustratingly and finally threw myself on the couch. I came back around 7pm only to find Mom here, and guess what? She started nagging me as soon as I had my bath and came down for dinner, and that has been going on for hours now."Mom, I'm going to get married when it's the right time...""What right time? Are you planning to stay single for the rest of your life? You should get married to a wom