Snuggled closer, I basked in the warmth and complete comfort, feeling stress-free for the first time in ages. A smile spread across my face as I opened my eyes, only to realize that my head was resting on Liam's chest.
Immediately, I tried to pull away, surprised by the closeness, but Liam quickly pulled me back into his arms, his embrace both reassuring and overwhelming. My cheeks flushed as memories of our intimate night flooded back.
I remembered being awoken four times during the night, into the wee hours of the morning, with Liam's insatiable desire to dominate my body in every possible way and form, each encounter leaving me breathless and wanting more.
As I lifted the sheets off my body, I realized I was wearing one of his shirts. I sighed in relief, grateful that at least I wasn't naked.
Now that I had sobered up and the hostile ache between my thighs for him had subsided, I began to feel the consequences of my actions for sleeping with the man Khloe wanted to get married to.
The weight of guilt and regret settled heavily on my shoulders as I faced the reality of sleeping with my tormentor.
"Good morning, Bonbon," he greeted me with a warm smile, using the nickname we had shared since our first meeting as children.
"Good morning, Mr. Steele," I murmured in response, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
Despite my inner turmoil, I couldn't deny the strange sense of comfort that came with waking up in bed with Liam. It was a feeling I could easily get used to, but deep down, I knew I shouldn't.
I smiled, though I knew I shouldn't be feeling this way, but the moment was fleeting as Liam spoke.
"Now that we've established you owe me sex every week, well at least twice in one week considering you have a five-day cycle, I think it's only fair you move in with me," Liam stated matter-of-factly.
I glared up at him, but he blatantly ignored my expression. Why was he so adamant about me moving in with him? And how on earth did he know about my five day—Nevermind.
Then, a horrid thought crossed my mind, making me gasp. For how long would I be having sex with this devil? He hadn't specified a timeframe, although I surely wouldn't mind being pleased by him. However, that goes against all ethical reasoning, and I couldn't help but feel conflicted about the situation.
Liam's eyes were keenly watching me as I glanced away, attempting to hide my face from his scrutiny. "We'll only have sex for a month," I quickly blurted out blushing, hoping to deflect his advances as I tried to get out of bed.
Before I could make a move, Liam swiftly pulled me back into his arms, causing me to fall back onto the bed with him half on top of me.
My heart raced as I found myself trapped beneath him, his gaze holding me captive as I struggled to come to terms with the unexpected turn of events.
A smirk adorned his handsome lips as he spoke, "The deal was for a year, but because I'm a considerate man, I'll cut it back to six months only." My eyes widened at his audacity, stunned by his willingness to negotiate such an intimate arrangement.
Unsurprisingly, I found myself feeling rather aroused by his sudden proximity. Liam used his nose to brush against the contours of my skin, sending shivers of delight coursing through me as I struggled to maintain my composure in the face of his seductive advances.
"T-the last time I checked, Liam, the only specific deal that was made was four times a month," I corrected him, my voice almost betraying a moan.
"Let's not pretend as if you don't want it," Liam cockily retorted, his confidence unwavering as he continued to assert his dominance in the situation.
But then something horrific came to mind, making me quickly sit up in bed. "We hadn't used protection!" I gasped, the realization of our reckless actions hitting me like a ton of bricks.
Liam motioned towards the bedside table, his fingers tracing playful patterns on my neck. Glancing towards the table, I saw pills along with a glass of water, his preparedness in stark contrast to my sudden panic.
"I knew you'd be anxious about it, so I made sure to have them ready for you. Since I fed you about two hours ago, I'm sure it's okay to take them now," Liam said, snuggling into my chest reassuringly.
Awe, he could be a very thoughtful bastard when he wanted to.
Slipping off me, Liam handed me the pills and the glass of water. I hated taking pills, but upon placing them in my mouth, I was surprised to find they had a fruity-like taste. I took the pills, looking towards Liam for confirmation.
"I know, that's how they're supposed to taste," he responded, and I nodded my head, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him for his thoughtfulness.
Suddenly, there was a knock on his door, and Liam got off the bed reluctantly, letting me go to answer it. I sighed, thinking it was his personal chef at the door, only to hear the voices of his best friends Noah and Cole.
I immediately jumped out of bed, almost tripping over myself in the process, before bolting towards the bathroom and locking the damn door, desperate to hide from Liam's unexpected guests.
I slid down the door, sighing in relief that I had managed to escape being caught. It would have been incredibly embarrassing to have Liam's friends find me in his bed, especially considering our intimate relationship.
As I reflected on the situation, I realized that the blizzard must have died down, indicating that I had lost track of time while being intimate with Liam.
Although I'm sure Liam was the mastermind behind it.
Despite the potential embarrassment, I couldn't help but acknowledge that it wasn't such a bad thing. Being with Liam had its undeniable allure, even if it came with its fair share of complications.
I stayed silent for about fifteen minutes, contemplating my next move before deciding that I could actually take a shower. But just as I got up to do so, the door handle for the bathroom began rattling.
"They're gone," Liam's voice came from the other side of the door, and I felt my heart rate gradually return to a steady pace. With a sense of relief washing over me, I quickly exited the bathroom, breathing a sigh of relief now that the unexpected visitors had left.
"Um, a heads up would be nice," I rolled my eyes at him, still taken aback by his casual attitude.
"It's not as if they don't know we are fucking," Liam responded nonchalantly, causing me to gasp in shock.
"They do?!" I screeched, my eyes widening in disbelief at the revelation.
"Yes," Liam nonchalantly confirmed, his response only fueling my glare. He must have been the one to let them know.
This damn bastard.
Now I'm not going to look at them the same way ever again.
"I can't believe you would tell them something so intimate!" I hissed at him, feeling a mix of betrayal and frustration at his lack of discretion.
Ignoring my words, Liam spoke, "I'm going to have a shower. You can join me and take out your frustrations on me, or you can stay here and bemoan my actions. It's up to you," his eyes gleamed over my body, silently sending a secret message.
Feeling a mixture of anger and attraction towards him, I hesitated for a moment before making a decision.
My body was feeling incredibly aroused, as if I hadn't been turned on and seduced by Liam just a mere hour ago.
I was frustrated with him, frustrated with what he had done. I was definitely going to get my revenge on him. So, I did what felt right by marching towards that bathroom, determined to confront him and unleash my pent-up frustration in the most satisfying way possible.
"I thought you were going to disappoint me, Bonbon," Liam smirked as I got into the shower with him.
I was then roughly positioned on my knees as the warm water of the shower poured down on me, preparing to please my handsome billionaire bully of a boss.
"Open wide," he commanded, his tone authoritative yet filled with desire.
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