All Chapters of Payback on His Twin Bed: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

** Yasmeen’s POVI wanted to scream.... When another reality hit me hard..... My husband had just agreed for his cheating partner to stay in our fucking house. So they could keep cheating right under my nose without my permission. My heart screamed so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it. I nearly walked across the foyer and punched Liam in the face for being so poor and pathetic. Then he knelt. Right there on the wet marble, water still dripping from his hair, he knelt in front of Lucas and thanked him in a low, humble voice. The sight made something ugly twist inside my chest. I bit my lower lip hard enough to taste blood. The front door burst open. Elsa ran in crying like a baby, her mascara streaked down her cheeks, her hair was a mess from the rain. She threw herself at me and hugged me so tight....I could barely breathe. I had no choice. I lifted my arms and patted her back the way a good cousin should, even while every muscle in my body wanted to shove her away.

**Yasmeen’s POVThat was it.I stood there in shock.“But Liam… the deal…”“Deal?” Liam chuckled.He looked at me like I was a child.“Yasmeen, when you are ready, make up your mind properly. If you truly want your husband and your cousin to regret everything they did to you, then you have to harden your heart. You are too fragile to play this game.”He scoffed and stood up.“So you are not interested in this deal anymore?” I whispered.“Yes, Yasmeen. I’m not interested. I’m trying to find my feet. I lost everything overnight, can’t you see?” He hissed.... His voice was cold.My chest tightened.“So it was never an act…” You are broke....I whispered.“Yes. So find someone else. I can even link you to someone who will fuck you recklessly and deal with your husband.”The words hurt more than I expected.“Are you after money?” My voice came out small. “I will pay you for it. I can’t even imagine someone else touching me.”Liam chuckled.Then he smirked.His eyes moved slowly over my che

**Yasmeen’s POVI cleared my throat and quickly wiped my tears.“What’s going on?” some of my fans in the front row asked, looking worried.I forced a small chuckle.“That question just reminded me of a film I watched,” I said into the microphone. Then I looked at the lady who asked. “My love, just make sure your husband buys my book. That will help him become an ideal husband.”A few people laugh softly. The tension in the hall ease a little.I rounded up the session fast. Guilt sat heavy in my chest the whole time. The moment I finished, I walked out of the hall without staying for more photos.In the car, I called Nina.“Ice cream date. let's have some fun,” I whispered.She didn’t even ask why. She just sent me the location of her favorite place.I drove through the streets, my mind full of different ways I could make Lucas come back to me properly. Maybe if I acted softer. Maybe if I dressed up more. Maybe if I stop being angry and give him several styles.... The thoughts kept t

** **Liam’s POV** I should have been angry. I should have taken my wife’s side. But instead, I found myself gently patting Yasmeen’s back while she cried against my chest. There was something about her that I could never understand. Even when I tried to stay cold, she always pulled something out of me. And right now, watching her cry because of Lucas and Elsa, make me angry.... I felt a strong urge to walk upstairs and break Lucas’s teeth. She suddenly pulled away from me. Before I could say anything, she ran off, wiping her face as she went. I stood there for a moment, smirking angrily. Since Elsa and Lucas wanted to be dramatic, I would give them the exact drama they deserved. I climbed the stairs quietly. When I reached Lucas’s bedroom door, I slowed down. Through the small gap, I saw them. Lucas had Elsa pressed against the wall, kissing her deeply. Her hands were on his chest. They looked too comfortable, too used to each other. I stepped back for a second,

**Yasmeen’s POVMy breath caught.The order hung between us in the quiet gym.“Now take off your clothes.”I stood frozen near the door, my back still touching the cold wood. Liam did not repeat himself. He simply watched me with those dark eyes, waiting. The only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioner and my own uneven breathing.I should have turned around and left. I should have remembered that we were suppose to discuss not this....I should have remember this was my husband house....But my body was reacting to everything.... To his voice....Liam took one slow step closer. Then another. He stopped just in front of me, close enough that I could feel the heat from his bare chest. He raised his hand again and gently brushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear. The touch was careful, almost soft, and that softness scared me more than his roughness ever did.“You are shaking,” he said quietly.“I’m not,” I lied.He gave a small, knowing smile. His thumb moved down and res