Use Me I

The pleasant scent of the flowers at the garden, helped Ada calm down and she sat on a bench close by to get a proper glance at the magnificent view. No one was at the garden which puzzled her immensely, why wouldn't anyone want to be at somewhere that beautiful?

….

Liam walked in with his hands in his pockets and his gaze downwards, this was the only place he got to be alone. He had grown this garden himself and as the hotel's owner, he strictly prohibited entrance from visitors. Suddenly, he screeched to a halt. A woman was there and how dare she sit on his bench? She even went as far as caressing the chrysanthemums his florists got specially from China!

Still trying to bury his rage, he walked up to her,

"Hello ma'am, this place isn't for..you!" he exclaimed, electrified that it was the same woman living rent-free in head, presently. Ada gasped, recalling that it was the demon who took her innocence, "You!" she called in a disgusted tone and before Liam could say another word, she charged at him whilst punching him at anywhere she could; even if she couldn't take him to jail she could make sure that she was his last victim.

Liam was utterly confused, from tears to violence, what was wrong with this woman? Her small fists banged hard on his chest and he started laughing at the ticklish effects it gave. With a frown, Ada kicked him hard on his member and he groaned - now she was the one laughing.

He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him while slapping his face non-stop. Liam lost balance and they both fell with him on top, quickly, he grabbed her hands and trapped her under him finally.

"What is wrong with you?!" he yelled.

"Rapist, you still have mouth to talk. Mad man! Beautiful 𝗆𝗎𝗆𝗎!" she fired, spitting on his face.

"Excuse me," he said, laughing and enjoying the whole episode of her outbursts.

"You heard me right! Just wait til' I call my lawyer, do you know who I am?"

"No, I don't. Who are you?" he asked with a raised brow and a smirk.

Ada's word supply suddenly dried up and she regretted asking that question but her anger led her to it.

"I, I-I'm -"

"Aren't you a stripper at the Pub?"

"Eww….no!"

"Oh my gawd!" he muttered, realising he had made a mistake and that explained the whole situation.

"Then what the hell were you doing there last night?" He asked, stunned that a female was actually a fan of strip clubs. Ada burst into tears again when she remembered her first probelm and he quickly let her go. "I'm so sorry if I took advantage of you but you came to my room last night, did you take the drinks at the Pub? It contains some drugs, I took it too and -"

"It's not because of that!" she yelled, still crying.

Liam helped her up and led her to the bench, after a few minutes of sobbing she finally opened up.

"I'm a Nigerian-"

"Yes, I know. Your accent speaks well,"

"Four years ago, my fiancé got a partly funded scholarship to study Accountancy at Maynooth University. I was so happy but his only problem was money and his housing his kid sister, I-" she stopped, choking on her tears but managed to continue, "I'm a hair stylist, my parents died and left me their shops to take care of. I sold two out of three to raise funds for his travel expenses, then I sent him approximately 5000 Euros weekly, all from my business and part-time jobs. I even rented an apartment for his sister because her school was really far from where I resided and paid her tuition fees. God," she paused, sniffling but proceeded, "He told me he was graduating this year but can you imagine that he had already graduated a year ago?"

"Oh my-"

"Hmm…to top it all! He got married yesterday," she said breaking down in tears.

Liam didn't know what he was supposed to feel, but he could share her hurt and also feel guilty at the same time.

Guilty for adding an extra burden on her priceless shoulder,to him there was no difference between her scumbag of a fiancé and him. He carefully patted her shoulders as he remembered how his favourite aunt died whilst aborting the pregnancy her fiance left her with after he divorced her and returned to his original family.

He vowed to make him pay and he eventually did, Ada needed her revenge in order to heal her solid scar.

"I even had sex with a man that isn't my husband because of no self control. My life's a perfect mess," she muttered, placing her legs on the bench and hugging them firmly.

"Revenge would make you feel better, Ada," he suddenly said and she raised her head to look at him.

"Wait…it's not 'eida', it's A-da and how do you know my name?"

""Your passport's in your purse,"

"You have it?"

"You left it at the Pub,"

"Oh. Bad memory," she said, letting out a silent chuckle. She suddenly felt embarrassed because the photo didn't do her face justice. "But revenge is for the wealthy and powerful,you can't fight a sword with a spoon,"

"Use me," he blurted out it was more like a command but it looked like a request.

"Use you?" she questioned

with a raised brow.

"Yes, use me,"