When I Left, He Found His Way Back
It was started with a harmless request, "Jessica, clear out a room for Zoey, she'll be moving in with us for the time being." Jessica's marriage soon ended when that 'guest' climbed up the ladder, from a guest room downstairs, to Jessica's bedroom, and then, her husband's bed. After losing in the fight for her husband's attention and love, Jessica realized it was time to wear back her garment of dignity and respect. She signed the divorce papers and left the country. Two years later, she returned as the heiress to a conglomerate, but her husband was at the airport, waiting to welcome her home. "When did I say I didn't love you, Jessica?" he asked.
Her touch
Liam's POV
Clad in that white bathrobe with a flushed skin, she dazzled my eyes, and for a moment, I forgot everything else, the reason I was there.
As I closed in on her, my focus narrowed to the fear etched across her face. Was she scared of me? I thought, forgetting I was in disguise until she asked, "Who are you?"
That was when I realized she couldn't recognize me. A smile tugged on my lips, my mischievous self tempting me to play with her a little, to see how she'd save herself if I were an enemy.
I saw her step back and I followed. Her gaze darted around the living room and then stopped on a vase. It was far from her, but she stylishly changed her steps and began moving toward it.
Once I found out what she intended to do, I almost chuckled. If I could notice, an enemy would too. I had easily bribed a worker to let me in, if someone was after her life, this place couldn't offer her protection.