Chapter 8 Unwanted

• TUESDAY was the day Chloe feared. What else could she do, if Liam was determined enough to bring Stella into their house? Even if she told him to punish—harm her several times, the man was still adamant to fetch Stella at the airport. If that woman will be staying in their house, then what could be her role?
• What if someone in the neighborhood will see Liam together with that woman? Ah, she almost forgot, the distance of the Cameo Shores houses was ten or maybe fifteen meters apart. And their house was caged by high brick walls—no one could see, no one could peek, no one could hear even if she screams.
• Liam was genius enough to bring her to a dungeon-like house that her parents’ thought was romantic.
• She shook her head and continue to prepare their breakfast but to her dismay, Liam left and informed her that he needs to be in his office before eight because Stella will be at the airport at ten in the morning. She laughed, like a madwoman going insane. How dare he slapped into her face how he exerts effort in fetching his fiancé if she’s, his wife?
• You're just his wife in the paper, Chloe, her thought whispered which makes her shake her head and started to eat all by herself.
• As she was eating, her mind dive into what could be the possible things that might happen when Stella arrives. Will Liam punish her in his playroom just like he did yesterday? Or Liam will ignore her? But she has the right to demand what could Liam do, right? As she was the wife. And if Stella will tolerate what will Liam wants, then Stella has no different from a mistress.
• That's it! She will fight with her role—the wife. And she doesn't care if Liam will punish her or harm her. She might be afraid at times, but she can endure it since he already started it with her.
• The way he spanked her on the butt yesterday—where her butt gets sore and numb, it's uncomfortable with her but her body kinda likes it. On how he sucked her nipple, it seems like she wanted it again.
• It was her first time experiencing it, and it gives pleasure her at the same time, she found it uncomfortable. Especially when she was naked in front of him. Though, she will do everything to please Liam.
• It was three in the afternoon when she finishes with her laundry, the good thing was they have a drying machine and she just folded her clothes right away. It was her clothes that she cleaned, and maybe she could just ask for Liam's dirty clothes when he gets back. She's afraid to barge into his room and even if she tries to (she laughed), it's locked.
• She was about to climb the stairs when she heard a car engine that suddenly stops, it means to say, Liam is home.
• She then put down the laundry basket where she folded clothes and walked towards the main door.
• She was smiling as she opened it but that smile fades away when she saw the woman who just came out of his car.
• When she met Liam's eyes as he took off his aviator, her heart pounds fast and she started to tremble, yet she held herself to stand straight.
• "Hi, Chloe," Stella, greeted her when they went closer.
• She then threw a weak smile and looked again at Liam. Why do you have to do this? she thought but just turned around and walked away. She grabbed the laundry basket and went into her room.
• Right after she closes the door, tears started to race as they fall from her eyes down to her cheeks.
• She clutches her clothes, above her chest, she thought she could endure it, she thought she was okay with it, but all of it was just a thought.
• She was about to walk towards her closet when she heard a knock.
• She then wiped her tears away before she opened the door. But when she saw who was behind it, her turncoat tears began to dazzle her vision.
• "L-Liam... do you need something? Where's S-Stella?" She stammered as she was controlling her tears and not burst out crying.
• Liam scowled at her as his hands tucked into the pockets of his pants.
• "Did you cry?" he asked but she just looked away.
• "I promise, I will just stay here and will never go down, to... to give you a moment," she mumbled.
• Even if she wanted to complain about it she can't find her strength. Maybe she just needs proper rest.
• But to her surprise, Liam went inside her room and swiftly closes the door.
• "Li—"
• She didn't finish what she was about to say when Liam pressed his lips into hers. And she doesn't know how to respond out of shock. But when Liam started to savor her lips harshly, wherein he bites her lower lip which makes her gasp, she tried to push Liam away. And trying to breathe air but Liam won't let her go, she thought he was kissing her because he changes her mind—giving her a chance with their marriage but she was wrong, it was some sort of punishment, again.
• Through her adrenaline rush—the urge to let go of his grip, she then kicked his leg, which makes him stop. She then moved away.
• Her eyes began to look from everywhere the moment she saw his raging eyes. she looked at him. "I'm s-sorry," she said, afraid that the man might slap her again.
• She saw how Liam winced when he stood up straight and walked towards the door. He holds the knob but he stopped. "See you in that room at ten," he said and opened the door. "Go down and cooked something for me and Stella," he added before he exited the room.
• She fell on the floor and the tears she was trying to hold at that moment, began to fall.
• Why can he just be gentle and treat me the way before? she asked herself.
• Liam was sweet and caring to her. But now, he seems to treat her just like a pet.
• AFTER she fixed her things, she then went down to cook something for dinner… early dinner as it was just 4:30. When she got down, she didn't see the two. She then concluded, maybe they went into Liam's room to take a nap or... something. She shook her head and continue to chop the meat as she was planning to cook Beef and Broccoli with Red Peppers, and maybe some carbonara.
• If only she doesn't plan on making some effort to please Liam, she might just lock herself in her room and let them cook their meal but still, she has the conscience and guilt for what she did to him, she then does the thing which obeys the master.
• It takes her time to cook the dish she planned to serve, thus, when she glanced at her wristwatch, it was already 5:30. Sure she gets one hour for just preparing and waiting for the meat to be tender.
• And she was putting plates and utensils on the table when Liam walks towards the kitchen together with Stella.
• She sighed and looked away and just focus on what she was doing.
• "Hmmm... that smells nice," said the feminine voice which she knew came from the bitch. As much as she wanted to slap Stella in the face because of what she did behind Liam's back on that day, she held herself not to because she knew that Liam wouldn't believe her.
• "Babe, I didn't know that Chloe was good at cooking. Based on what you told me ever since, that Chloe was a spoiled brat rich kid who only knew how to waste all her parent's money," Stella blabbered when they started eating.
• Chloe was put in a rage but remain from eating but her tight grip on her fork caught Liam's eyes. But the latter just turned to Stella.
• "Just eat your food, babe," he said with his soft, calm voice, which Chloe never experience from Liam. If it was her, Liam will always use his demanding voice, deep, and frightening. But when he talked to Stella, the gentleness was there.
• Life is unfair.
• She held her urge not to attack the woman and just continue to eat.
• "Hey, Chloe," Stella called her attention.
• She then looked up and meet her eyes.
• "When will you stop your foolishness to my Liam?" Stella asked.
• My Liam?
• "Don't mind her, babe." It was Liam who was now holding Stella's free hand while the other one was on the glass of wine.
• Chloe's eyes went down to their hands and she almost wanted to laugh sarcastically. They don't have to flaunt how sweet they were in front of me, she thought.
• "No, babe. I want to know—"
• "We already talked about it," Liam looked at Chloe, "right, Chloe?" he asked with his deep, mandating green eyes as if they were shouting that she needs to ride on.
• "Y-Yes," Chloe replied.
• "Good. And I want it as soon as possible, babe," Stella said as she looked at Liam.
• Chloe rolled her eyes. As if she will give it. Never!
• When dinner was done, she was left alone again in the kitchen to clean things up—washing dishes. Who else would do it if it's not her? As if that Stella could do it. The whore was acting like a rich brat because Liam was in favor of her, well, it's because Liam loves her. But she must know that she was just the daughter of her late Uncle John's secretary.
• She's poor and was only leaving in an apartment. And because of her late uncle John's scholar foundation, that bitch got into an Ivy League School where Liam was.
• And now, just because she was a model, she's acting like she owned everything. The way how Stella scrutinized her, as if she was disgusted with her, when in fact it was her who was more disgusting. Because she was kissing another man behind her fiancé's back.
• Just wait you bitch, I will dig all your secrets, she thought. If she knew, that Stella will just be sticking to Liam because of his money. But poor her, the Anderson's empire was still facing a dilemma, and she—her family, the Beckett, can only bring it back to the market again.
• As much as she wants to slap her with all the truth, Liam was there and she's afraid of him. Yes, she's afraid. But it doesn't mean that she will give up what she's started.