"Thanks for directing me here." Adira said to the pretty lady that was dressed in a maids attire.
She got a nod as the response from the lady. Opening the door, she was marveled at the sight of the room. It had a mini sitting room, tracing the coach with her eyes towards the king sized bed, she became furious.
Walking towards the bed in large steps, she dragged Amelia up from the bed, she smirked.
"Such an elite slut, who would believe this will happen." She laughed coldly.
Amelia used her hands to drag Adira's hands off her. She smiled using her hands to trace Liam's chest making him grunt.
"Exactly no one would believe this instead they will believe a totally different thing, what can you do about it??" Amelia said with a smile that disgusted Adira.
Not at all feeling the need to understand Amelia words, Adira could only register Amelia last words.
Dragging her up again, she slaps Amelia on her cheek causing her face to turn in the opposite direction. Blood ran down her nostrils showing the intensity of the slap.
'Even though he isn't mine, this is like a contract so what the hell.' Adira cursed in her mind.
Holding Amelia's hand, she drags her off the bed.
"Get lost, he is mine and only mine!!!!!!" She screamed at Adira.
She wished right now that someone could come in here and see Amelia in her lingerie.
"She isn't even sexy enough." Adira muttered to herself.
Standing up, Amelia picks up her clothes and dressed up properly with Adira looking at her with a murderous eye.
Stumping her foot, she leaves the room.
Seeing her leave Adira felt so satisfied, turning towards Liam, her heart began beating rapidly.
His shirt was torn open revealing his chiseled chest, she could see a little bit of his tattoo. Climbing the bed well,she moved towards him slowly, licking her lips unconsciously.
Stretching her hands, she felt how soft his lips were, smiling to herself she went close giving him a peck.
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The sunlight peaked through the spaces of the thick curtains, she was feeling cold at the moment causing her to wake up slowly, recognizing her environment she turned towards the bed expecting to see him there but he wasn't there.
She began wondering if she was the one that was drunk yesterday but there is no way she could forget Amelia's face next to Liam's neck.
Turning around again, she saw him walk out of a door that she presume was his bathroom since his hair was dripping water.
He didn't have a smile on his face, he had a towel tied around his waist, his chest was bare. She began feeling hot, his tattoo showed fully from the right side of his chest traced to his hand.
She couldn't understand what was drawn on his hands but it was beautiful.
It made him look more sexy, different thoughts ran through her mind.
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Seeing her look at him like that, he was convinced she was the one yesterday. She had her mouth open without saying a word.
How could she do something like that to him, he liked her a little before but right now, she was just like his enemy.