3 Chapter 3

Present

" Let's go and smack the hell out of him. " , Mira said.

" No Mira. We can't. Let's get out of this place. " I said. I instantly felt a bit light headed. He was still looking at me. He said something quickly on the phone and hung up. He then shifted from his seat and started walking towards me. My eyes widened. No. I can't see him now. Neither can I talk with him. I don't want to. Ugh! What the hell is happening?! He should be in Australia!

The lights dimmed a little and I took this chance to scurry off. I took firm hold of Mira. Well, actually , tried to. Cause she was already gone and I was just moving my hands in the air like an idiot.

But I don't have time for this. I have to get out of here.

I took long strides and searched for the door. I gave a small sigh when I found it. There it is.

" There you are. " , a deep husky voice said, "Missed me? "

This guy's nerve. I turned around and there he was, smirking. That damn smirk. Always made me weak. Still does. I noticed that his chest was broader. He is working out now? Cause muscles literally bulged out of that shirt he was wearing.

What the hell Ash. We're here to hate him.

" Like what you see? ", he said giving a light chuckle.

I cleared my throat.

"Miss you? I thought you were already dead. At least in my best dreams you were. What do you want Liam? " , it was my turn to smirk.

However he just chuckled again and the next thing I know, I was dragged out of the club towards the parking area.

" Liam let go! What the hell are you doing? You stupid arse! Let me go!"

He didn't say anything and dragged me towards the black Lamborghini. I remember it to be my favourite in his collection. He pushed me over to the body of the car and trapped me between him and the car.

" Feisty still? I always liked that about you. "

" Liam Anderson, let go of me this instant. " I said sternly.

" Why? Don't you like being close to me, wife? " he whispered in my ears.

My eyes widened and instantly felt my cheeks heating up.

" You know? "

" How wouldn't I , considering the fact that it was me who said yes to the proposal first?"

I glared at him. " I know your intentions. Why? Why are you doing this? "

" Sweetheart, marrying you is my last thought. Especially after what you did to me. But this is coming with a revenge, and I just can't let go of such a good deal. " , he said.

My fists curled up at my sides. I was trying really hard to not slap the hell out of him.

He took a few steps away and observed at me from head to toe. I hated the heated gaze .

" You shouldn't be walking around in clubs wearing that, considering that you're soon to be engaged. "

" Yeah? Last time I checked, you weren't my father. I'm done talking to you. I'm heading back. " , with that said, I hurried inside. Thankfully, he did not follow.

But, inside, I couldn't find Miranda. Where did she go now? Oh no.

I went and asked a bartender who said that she left with a guy.

Really Mira?

I texted her :

I'm leaving from the club. Don't worry about me, I'll take a cab. And enjoy the night babe, :*

As I came out, a strong cold wind blew. I should've brought my jacket. I passed the entrance and saw a group of few drunk men. Shit.

I started backing up but then heard a whistle. More shit. Lord help me. I could feel them walking fast towards me.

I started running.

" Hey babe. Stop. CMon. " , they shouted.

Here's an advice. Never wear heels. Never.

I tripped and fell but tried my best to get up. A felt someone's hand on my back.

" Hey sexy. Going somewhere? , " they slurred.

"Please let me go.", this is the worst day of my life.

" Oh come on. We can take you places you've never been to before. Come with us. " another said.

They were taking short steps towards me because of their drunken state. But my ankle was already sprained due to my not-so-comfortable hug with the ground. I was dragging myself but failed miserably.

Just then I heard a loud sound.

" You might want to reconsider what you said. And trust me, I can take my wife to places you'll can never reach." ,his voice boomed.

His fist connected with their faces, while some had already left.

He came towards me.

" You okay? "

I nodded. " Where's Miranda? "

" She left with a guy. "

" Did you bring your car? "

" No. But I'll take a taxi. And, umm, thank you for..... saving me. "

" Come on. I'll get you a taxi. "

I started walking but fell immediately.

" Shit, Ashley. Your leg is sprained. You're coming with me. "

"I'm fin-"

" No. When I say no, I mean no. When will you learn? I'm not letting you walk around the streets like this at this hour. Come on. No buts. "

"Okay " , but I was staggering miserably.

I felt arms around my waist and next thing I know, Liam was carrying me bridal style towards his car.

" What are you doing Liam?! I can walk. "

" Sure you can sweetheart. "

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The car ride was mostly silent and I felt really uncomfortable.

" Turn rig-"

" I know. " , he said with a ghost smile.

We reached outside my house. And kids, that's when I felt the worst.

Maybe I should spring out of the car and run.

Shut up conscience. Shut up!

"Thanks for the ride. " I said with a smile and unbuckled my seatbelt.

I slowly stepped out of the car and walked towards the porch.

He honked his car so loud that I almost jumped. I turned around and glared at him.

" We'll meet soon, wifey. " , he winked and drove off.

Whatever, Anderson.