EMILY'S POV

Maybe I heard wrong because Liam suddenly stepped back only to sit on our matrimonial bed. He crossed his long legs over another and undid the tie around his neck.

“What do you mean Liam? Why a month?" I asked with uncertainty.

The chandelier cast its soft glow on Liam, and he appeared even more attractive.

“Just like you said" Liam began and undid the next two buttons of his shirt. His taut muscles caught my eyes and butterflies seemed to flap their wings in my stomach.

This was one of the reasons women wished to bow their feet at Liam's feet. He is just too perfect and too handsome and I wasn't an exception to not get affected by his charm.

Liam's next words seemed to bring me out of my world, and I shot a glare at him.

“We were both forced into this marriage, Emily, and I won't stop you from leaving." Liam declared with confidence.

Good. Liam wasn't going to deny the claim about my sister which is fine. I was right all along.

“Then why after a month?" I asked without averting my eyes away from him.

“My father wanted this marriage to work out and that was why he told me to marry you. There is a contract I need to secure through the help of my father and he wants me to get you pregnant."

My mouth fell open in shock as I digested the word.

“Just a month. I will get everything sorted out, and once I get it, you can go, Emily." Liam said, and I shook my head, not believing any of his words.

“My lawyer will bring the divorce papers tomorrow and you can sign it. Once it's a month, I will have it delivered to the court." Liam explained with calmness.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't taken aback by his words. Liam Nolan has always been good at words which was one of the reasons he owned the best business corporation in Los Angeles.

”Fine, but you will have to act according to my rules now," I said, and Liam looked at me with his eyebrows raised.

“I have conditions I would like you to pay keen attention to it."

Liam didn't pry too much, and instead, he told me to go ahead.

“Okay. I would like to have my separate room."

“Fine," Liam agreed without batting an eyelid.

“I don't want to share meals with you or anything. I will walk the way I want and do everything I want in my way."

“Accepted," Liam replied.

I released my hands under my bosom and clasped them together. I bit my lips in nervousness and braced myself. I'm no longer a teenager.

“I don't want us having sex," I said, looking at the wall. A blush crept to my cheeks which made me shut my eyes tight, muttering some curses under my breath.

One... Two...Three...

Liam didn't reply which made me curious. He stood up from the bed and looked at me coldly which made goosebumps form on my skin.

Liam walked towards me in his long strides and I stopped breathing with my back pressed against the wardrobe.

He stopped in front of me and tilted my chin up with his index finger. He smiled and then the smile disappeared.

“Nice try, Emily," Liam said and released my chin. The place he touched still burned and I felt the need to slap myself just to regain my senses. Liam is my nightmare.

“But I will think about that." He concluded and began to pack his clothes out. I stood there frozen on the spot because Liam didn't give me a direct answer.

Once I leave, I'm sure he won't come into my room, he won't even have the space either. I didn't ask more questions, instead I opened the side door.

“I will leave the room, Emily. You should stay here because it will be a load of work for the maids to start packing your things out." Liam explained, still packing his clothes, but I didn't believe him.

“I will just take them out myself" I said but this time he faced me and I saw a flash of anger in his dark eyes before his long eyelashes fluttered.

“If the maid should catch a whiff of whatever is happening here, to divorce me will be hard," Liam made me realize, and I agreed with him.

Few of the maids were working for Liam's father before coming down here. If they realized I moved my things out, things wouldn't look good.

“Okay. Pack yours, and don't leave anything behind," I said aloud for Liam to hear.

I went back to sit on the bed while waiting for Liam to get his things out.

My heart felt heavy when I realized I was indeed reborn. I wasn't dreaming and it seems God took pity on me.

I felt something rustle behind me and I stopped shill. I yanked my head towards the direction only to see Liam getting undressed.

“What are you doing?" The words stumbled out of my lips before I could stop it.

“What does it look like I am doing? I'm getting dressed for your sister's birthday party" Liam replied nonchalantly.

“Aysel birthday party?" I asked confused before realization dawned on me.

Of course, Aysel was celebrating her birthday party the same day I found out I was pregnant in my past life. It was a double celebration Because everyone was happy about my pregnancy news.

“Emily!"

“What?" I flinched back in shock, only for me to realize I had zoned out.

Liam only shook his head and unzipped his pants. This time, his upper body was already bare.

I tilted my head towards another side only to come face to face with the dressing mirror. Liam already got the trouser to his middle thigh and a pair of black boxer pants adorned his butt.

“God! Liam, what are you doing?" I screamed in shock before covering my eyes.

I heard someone chuckle behind me but I didn't dare turn back to look at him.

“You are still as shy as ever." Liam poked at my wound.

He was right about that. Though we only had sex a few times, we always did it in a semi-dark room because I was always shy.

But I am different now. I'm no longer the shy Emily. I fluttered my eyelids open but Liam was already done dressing.

He wore a crisp white shirt and black pants. Two buttons were left undone and a black belt graced his waist.

I missed him more than anything and he was watching me through the same mirror. Liam didn't explain himself to me, and I was right when I said he was having an affair with my sister.

Liam averted his gaze away and took a bag out. After packing his clothes inside, Liam took the bag and made his way out of the room. However, Liam stopped when he got to the door.

“Emily" he suddenly called in his deep smoothie voice.

“huh?" I asked flustered as I looked at him.

“About your last request. I don't think I can adhere to the rule." Liam said and licked his dry lips.

I wanted to agree with him and confess to him that I don't think my body can stay away from him but I choose to be different. My inner voice keeps telling me that he is only pretending.

“We will see about that, Liam, because I don't want you," I said, my voice dripping with venom.

“Ouch," Liam said playfully and I was stunned for a moment.

“Meet me in the car Emily. We don't want to be late to your sister's birthday celebration." Liam said and I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

“Or we should say your girlfriend's birthday," I rephrased the words, but Liam only looked at me oddly.

“I canceled the signing event for your comic book,” Liam said, ignoring my words.

That was true. I forgot I was going to the event before the small car accident. Liam left the room, closing the door with a jerk.

I sighed looking at my reflection in the mirror. I knew how Aysel's birthday went. I remember how some of my friends told me Pregnancy looked good on me when I was only a month gone. Maybe it was because of how I carried myself.

I just wanted Liam to love me for my natural self but I already shed the pretentious skin. I just want to be myself.

I pulled out my phone from the purse and made a call to my friend.

“Woah Emily. You finally called me after all this while, huh?" My friend's Voice boomed into the speaker. I felt like crying because it's been a long time since we spoke after what happened in my past life.

Chelsea is a crazy friend I love because she accepted me for who I am. I don't have time for pleasantries right now because I'm in a hurry.

”See Chelsea, I need your help right now because I'm in a dire situation."

“Hmm, so no greetings, huh? Just wait till I see you next week." Chelsea replied in her cheerful tone and I giggled slightly.

“I know. The thing is, I need a gorgeous dress and some makeup kit delivered to me in thirty minutes."

“Woah, what has gotten into you? Don't tell me you finally decided to come out of your shell, Emily"

I rubbed my nose in nervousness before a smile spread across my lips.

“Just have it delivered to me, Chelsea. We will talk when you are back babe"

“Sure mademoiselle, you know I own the store. One of my staff will have it delivered to you soon"

“Thank you, Chelsea," I said and hung up the call.

I sat back on the bed and heaved a sigh of relief.

“Just wait, Liam; I will make you regret ever toying with me.”

LIAM'S POV

I rested my back against the Porsche while I occasionally glanced through my wristwatch. It's already past 6 P.M. but Emily hasn't come out since I stood outside. It's unlike Emily to get this late at dressing up because she has always been quick.

Everything about Emily today has been full of surprises and it makes me wonder if she somehow hit her head against the hard floor during the car accident.

I wasn't even sure if this was Emily's way of paying me back after the fruitless marriage of two years we both had or because of the loveless marriage.

She even accused me of cheating with her sister which was something I couldn't deny because Aysel has been trying everything possible to make me send me green signals.

I will do anything for Emily but not divorce. Divorce is never an option and not having sex with Emily...

No, I won't call it sex.

Making love to Emily is something I will never get tired of. Sex with Emily has always been amazing and it took me a great effort not to kiss Emily in the room back when she was ogling at my body in the mirror.

I pulled my phone into my pocket, waiting. The man who delivered a parcel to Emily already left and it makes me wonder what is taking her so long.

The thought of Emily escaping through the window only to run away from me scared the hell out of me. In a twinkle of an eye, I made my way to the door only to stop when the door was suddenly pulled open and a breathtaking Emily came out in a silver dress.

I was stunned, speechless and blood seemed to rush to my third leg because I suddenly became hard.

“You thought I ran away?" Emily asked as soon as she got to where I was.

My eyes seem to remain glued to Emily's body. The silver dress she wore accentuated her hips and curves in the right places. The upper part of the dress was carved in such a way that half of Emily's breasts were bouncing, fighting for dominance to be free from their restraint.

I looked at the dress, which stopped at her feet. A black high heels adorned her legs. The dress had a slit which stopped in the middle of her thighs.

No! Emily is never the type to wear makeup or dress too revealing like this, so what changed?

“You said we are in a hurry. We should go, Liam," Emily said and left,t, only to settle in the front seat.

I was lost for words and I was stunned to my bones to see Emily's new side. What happened?

What did I miss? I got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the penthouse.

Emily pulled out her phone and took some pictures inside the car. Even when I tried to feature inside, Emily pushed the phone away so that the camera wouldn't capture my face.

She stopped taking pictures and went to her W******p to check some messages. The nerve of this woman to act as if I wasn't here with her in the car. A notification came from the phone.

I pulled out my phone and drove with one hand, only to see that Emily had posted the pictures she had taken on I*******m.

But the caption was what caught my attention.

**I'M NOT WAITING FOR ANYONE TO COMPLETE ME, I'M ALREADY A WHOLE**

”What?" I scoffed in my mind only to scroll to see the comments. Emily sure has a lot of fans because she is also a comic book writer.

The girls were complimenting her beauty and some asked her why she doesn't wear makeup before.

I turned off the phone and looked ahead of me. Emily was even giggling beside me as she replied to some people on her W******p.

God! I want to take that phone away from her hand and push her to the back seat for hot sex to let her remember who she belongs to.

My knuckles were on the verge of turning white because of the way I gripped the steering wheel, but Emily was having a nice time chatting.

I drove to the hall at the speed of light and stopped at where the cars were parked. I got out of the car, ready to open the car door for Emily.

Meanwhile, Emily had already gotten out of the car, looking ravishing in her silver dress. The sun was already about to set but that didn't hide Emily's beauty.

My gaze fell on Emily's back, and it took me a minute to get the fact that I was staring at Emily's bareback. The tattoo in the middle of her back defined her thin back sexually.

I am the only one allowed to see that. That stunning beautiful tattoo.

I would have thrown Emily a coat just to cover herself but not until I saw my father working towards us. Maybe not us but they just got to the hall like everyone.

”What are you waiting for Liam? We need to get inside and..."

“Woah. You look breathtaking in this dress, Emily," I said, cutting Emily off.

Emily seemed surprised by my sudden outburst, but I didn't want her to ask me why. I have never complimented Emily's dress, not even on our wedding day.

I don't love Emily but her body is not something a mortal man could resist. My father was already getting closer to us, and the paparazzi seemed to have sensed our presence.

I need to do what I am best at, which is pretending to be a dotting husband. Emily seemed to be occupied with understanding the situation. Before she could ask me what was wrong, I drawled Emily by her waist only to slam her back against the car door in a twinkle of an eye.

”What are you doin..."

Whatever question Emily was going to ask got swallowed when I slam my lips over hers. Her eyes widened in shock as she pressed her two hands against my chest to push me away but I didn't stop.

Emily is a wild vixen. She is a seductress. My very own seductress because she is irresistible. I'm sure she is going to slap me, but I'm addicted to Emily's lips, and it scared me.

”Mhm" Emily uttered in between the kiss but that sounded like a pleasant moan in my ears and blood rushed to my dick.

I am addicted to her

I am under Emily's spell.

I am utterly enamored with Emily, and I don't think I can stop, fuck!

EMILY'S POV

The time seemed to stop the moment Liam crashed his lips over mine. Maybe I was hallucinating but I wasn't sure either if this was an illusion. Though it felt so real.

His mint smell enveloped me, throwing me into a whirlwind of emotions while my heart pounded loudly against my ribcage.

Goosebumps spread across my exposed skin, and I shivered against his tall frame. His free hand rested on my waist and I felt so small, so powerless and fragile against Liam's chest.

Liam would never kiss me. He never did except when we were having sex, but what changed? I shook the stupid thought that filled my head, almost making my head fuzzy away. I pressed my hand on his chest, trying to push him away but Liam didn't bulge.

Who am I kidding? Liam has spent most of his leisure time in the gym. There was nothing he was not good at, even the kissing part.

My hormones took charge, and I moaned into the kiss like molten magma. The sound that escaped my lips scared me because Liam suddenly wrapped his hand against my bare back.

If only he could push me closer because there was no fucking space between us.

“Is that not Mr. Nolan? Young couples these days..." A voice rang in the open space which belongs to a woman. She was probably making her way into the hall.

“You can't blame them, Martha. We were once like that" I heard a male voice, and only then was I aware of whatever was going on.

The words faded away which made me flutter my eyelids open with reflex. I bit Liam on his lips, gaining a groan from him.

I didn't bite him hard to draw out blood, but enough to let him know that he should stop whatever games he was playing right now because he had already taken the spotlight.

Liam stepped away from me, and I felt the breeze blow towards me the moment his warm, calloused hand dropped from my back. The warmth I felt just now disappeared. I was back to the same lonely me but things are in stark contrast to each other now.

My eyes fell on his lips before moving to his lips, only then did I see the emotions that appeared in his eyes. Just like they appeared, they vanished quickly like a freckle of dust.

I was a mess, breathing hard through my parted lips. I felt like a young high school girl, but the moment I remembered how I suffered from Liam's hand, a bitter smile graced my lips.

I looked around, only to see the paparazzi swarm towards us. This was just a game, after all, but why am I getting worked up? Maybe it was because, in my past life, Liam didn't kiss me when we came for my sister's birthday in my past life.

Then I must have forgotten that the old me will never dress like this. Could Liam be in love with me or just attracted to my body?

What was I thinking?

Did I possibly think that Liam would kiss me so roughly, if not because of the paparazzi and reporters that were present at the venue?

“You need to show them your brightest smile, Emily," Liam said, breaking through my thoughts and I shivered silently, gritting my teeth in silent anger.

If looks could kill. Liam will be six feet under the ground right now.

“I don't want you messing up; father is here," Liam added in a cold tone.

He cleaned the corner of his lips with the handkerchief and tucked it inside his side pocket.

“You should give me a heads up next time if you want to try something like this again, Liam. I don't like surprises," I said defiantly in a low whisper before clasping my hand in his.

Liam drew me to his side the moment my palm touched his. We fit so perfectly on each other's sides, and it makes me nauseous.

“You should know I like surprises, Emily, just like the way you suddenly asked for a divorce today," Liam said and clicked his tongue in distaste.

I raised my head only to see a smirk spread across his face. Before I could reply, Liam had already parted his full pink lips.

“Seeing you flustered just like now. For a moment, I thought you were falling for me." Liam said with sarcasm before setting his lips into a thin line.

What was wrong with him? He was trying to get me riled up but the Liam I know would never act like this. He is never the type to joke about things like this.

I wanted to question him. I wanted to ask Liam why he was doing that but he smiled at me, reminding me to do the same. I clenched my hand, eyes shooting daggers at him before a smile spread across my lips.

We turned to face the paparazzi and reporters and that was when I heard the familiar voice.

“I know it's you, son. Emily dear"

I didn't have to turn to know it was Liam's father. I bowed and raised my head while Liam stood arrogantly beside me.

“She is so pretty," I heard the guest say as they made their way into the hall.

“Is Mrs. Nolan so pretty like that?" A girl squealed.

“For a moment I thought it was another woman."

" "

“Father," I said with the prettiest smile on my face, ignoring the people's comments.

The paparazzi were pushed back by the security and their footsteps echoed in the tiled floor.

Liam's father only shook his head before coming to my side. He gave me a light pat on my shoulder, not sparing Liam a look.

“Emily, you look breathtaking today." Liam's father praised me and I was flattered because this was the same line Liam used for me before kissing me against the car.

At least, it's good they have things in common.

“Thank you, Father," I replied vehemently and I felt someone scoffed beside me.

Someone is in a bad mood, and I know it's no other person but Liam.

“I guess that was why Liam couldn't resist you. I mean, which able man would dare resist my beautiful daughter-in-law?" Liam's father added in a serious tone.

I laughed wholeheartedly while patting my chest against the clothes.

“You flattered me, father but I think Liam was too impatient. I can't believe he kissed me right here in front of everyone," I replied sheepishly, tucking some strands of hair against my ear.

Liam jerked our entwined hands away which made me raise my head in confusion. I parted my lips and tried to say something but Liam cut me off.

“Meet me inside, Emily."