The drive home was silent. Not once he looked at her.

When he stopped the car, she got out. Rushing inside the house and he walked right after her.

When she walked into their room, she noticed that all his clothes were gone. She turned around and he was standing behind her. His hands in his jean pocket, leaning against the door. He said"I've cleared my things. Thought that you would like some privacy. I'll be in the room next door. Sleep well, Em." He left.

At night, when she lay on the bed, she could smell his essence off of the pillow covers. She pulled the blanket up to her chest. Looking at the ceiling. Feeling this weird feeling of being alone in a room without him.

I lied on the bed, in the room next to hers. The only distance between us is a wall.

I said to myself"Liam, why are you helping her? Why are you falling for her? Why do you wanna be with her? Why?"

Honestly, I can't stop thinking about her. I shouldn't be thinking about her. I should be focusing on the more important stuff.

Like my work.

Okay, work. I still need to reschedule a meeting with Mr. Han. I will tell Emily to do it tomorrow.

No! Stop thinking about Emily. Do the reschedule yourself.

yes, tomorrow I can go to work and just call him directly. Will have to tell Emily to summarize the file for me.

what? Stop thinking about Emily!

Tomorrow I will go to work, read the file, call Han, and also tell Emily to get the conference room ready.

Shit!

Fuck! Everything leads back to her. Every. Single. Thing. Not having her beside me is driving me nuts.

He got annoyed with himself and got up from the bed. He came out of the room and saw she was sitting on the floor, downstairs. Her back against the kitchen counter and her knees against her chest, Eating.

He went downstairs and she looked at him, stopped eating. She felt like the need to explain herself to him in a low whisper" I was hungry." He put his hands in his pajama pockets and smiled to himself asking, "Got any more?" She pointed him to the small pot on the stove.

He served himself the pasta she made and sat down on the floor. His back against the kitchen island. Opposite to her.

He took a bite and said randomly"It's good." She looked at him and smiled a little. A comfortable silence between them. He asked"Why're you up? Other than being hungry." She remained quiet. He again asked, "Is it because of Tanya today?" She nodded slowly.

He stared at her, waiting for her to speak up and answer him. She said"What if Tanya found out that you know? What if she tells David and Melissa?"

"She won't."

"How do you know?"

"Because I won't let her know."

After a long pause, he said: "How did it even start?" She looked up and said, "Please don't make me tell you." But his face was hard and Emily knew that it was no use to fight with him over anything.

She sighed"It all started 10 years ago"

(FlashBack EMILY POV)

I was getting ready.

It was my 15th birthday. I was excited like any teenager would be. Turning another year old.

My parents threw me a party at our beach house. It was mesmerizing. They had invited all my friends and every other family member. Including David and his family. Curtis was and is my best friend since we were little but Tanya, she never really liked me. Whenever we played, she tried to be better at everything that I was good at. I remember putting on my favorite pink dress that dad got for me.

As I stepped out, everyone sang happy birthday to me. I looked around as my friends and family sang for me and I couldn't wish for anything more. Mom said, "Make a wish, baby."

I wished for a happy life when I blew on the candles. But that wish took on a wrong turn.

We were still at the beach house, it was the night of my birthday. I got up in the middle of the night to the sound of a gunshot.

I was scared.

The sound was so loud that I could hear my own heart beating faster and faster. I went outside. Being as quiet as I could and as slow as I could, I made my way to my parents' room. I whispered"Mom?"

No answer.

I again said"Dad? Mom?"

No answer again.

I went to the bed they were laying in and tried to shake my father but he wouldn't open his eyes.

I turned on the lights and saw my parents. A hole in their chests. Their eyes were wide open. Holes in their pillows and all the pillow feathers on the floor. I didn't know what was in front of me was real or not? Was I having a nightmare? Running to my room, and the first person I called was David.

My biggest mistake ever made.

I called him. Then I called 911 too. I remember hearing ambulance sirens, police cars from a distance. I sat in my room, looking at the floor. Their face was printed in my brain that made me threw up on myself. And soon as I did that, I got up and changed clothes because I felt dirty.

I wasn't in my right mind. No child ever knows what to do if her parents are shot. Or how to react.

In a matter of minutes, I saw David busted in my room, with Melissa. He kept Curtis and Tanya in the car. I saw Melissa crying but David wasn't. I looked out my open door and saw the paramedics taking their body on a stretcher. I ran into my bathroom and threw up again.

That day was the end of my life. End of my happiness and the end of my freedom.

For 3 weeks, I was in and out of police stations. Courtrooms. Morgues. I didn't cry. I couldn't cry. It felt like I wanted to cry out loud but the tears wouldn't come out.

(End)

Emily cried. Liam asked, "What about the abuses?"

(FlashBack EMILY POV)

Those 3 weeks, they cared for me. Comforted me.

I thought to myself:

I could make it work here. Maybe could be happy again.

I was wrong again.

When they got my custody. When I was made a permanently adopted child to them, that's when the abuse started. But it was only Tanya and Melissa. David started abusing me the day he raped me. I will never forget that day.

(End)

Emily's voice cracked and shivered as she spoke "A 15-year-old girl being muffled by a 40-year-old. Crying in pain but he didn't care. Bleeding twice every week but he still didn't care."

Liam's blood boiled as he heard her speak. He wished he could comfort her somehow, make all that pain into a nightmare but he felt angry at himself that he couldn't. She shivered"N-No one cares... Every time I think about it, every mark on my body hurts, they hurt. Every time I see their faces, my body hurts. Everything hurts."

His eyes glazed as he asked, "Even mine as well?" She hesitated first but then nodded slightly. She continued"I don't want revenge, Liam. I just want to get away from here as fast and as far as possible. I don't want money or wealth. I just wanna be free."

She held her face and cried. Out loud. The pain in her crying made his heart sink to his stomach. He held her arm and pulled her to himself on the other side. Setting her between his legs. Wrapping his arms around her. Letting her cry against his chest.

After a while of letting her cry, he picked her up in his arms, letting her arms be held around his neck and her head on his shoulder. Still sobbing with hiccups.

He took her upstairs to her room.

He lied her down on her bed and covered her up with the blanket. He kneeled on the floor, removing a strand of hair from her drowned brown eyes and whispered, "Gets some sleep, okay?" She gave him a single nod. As soon as he was about to walk away, she held his wrist and asked: "Do you have to go?" He gave her a light smile and answered"No, I don't have to"

Climbing in bed next to her, he took her in his arms. Letting her nuzzle her face in his neck. Being comfortable in his warmth.

He got a glimpse of the marks on her shoulder and said"I want to see it again. Can I?" She pressed herself flat against his body and he felt her nodding in his neck. He lifted up her oversized sweater up to her shoulder. A light shiver escaped her mouth. He trailed his cold fingers on her back and her body stiffed as he heard her inhale hard.

A fresh bruise on the back of her shoulder. His mark. He trailed his finger there but she whimpered. A soft kiss she felt on her shoulder. She looked at him in his eyes, they were guilty. So guilty. He rested his forehead against hers.

Her breathing quickened. Their lips an inch away from each other. He leaned in more and lightly left a peck on her lip. He looked at her again and he knew, he knew that he wanted her badly right then and there.

He again crashed his lips on hers. Kissing her. And she let him, kissing him back.

He rolled over on top of her. Kissing her more passionately.

He pulled her down flat on her bed by pulling her legs and placing his body between. Both of them aroused. His hands traveling up from her thigh to underneath her sweater. The coldness of his wedding ring made her moan against his lips.

As the kiss got deeper and deeper, her back arched against him. He felt hard. He pulled away and sat up straight. Both of them out of breath. He said breathless"No, we shouldn't be doing his, Emily. I....should can't be doing this." He gulped.

She sat up against the headboard. She got embarrassed that she refused eye contact. Biting her bottom lip in embarrassment. She wanted him and she knew that. He stared at her, sitting between her legs. His breathing getting heavier and hers too.

He said, almost breathless "For fuck's sake." Being annoyed, he pulled her by the back of her neck and kissed her again.

He whispered breathlessly as he kissed"You sure?" She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed her harder. He took off his shirt and smashed his lips on hers again. Leaving trails of wet kisses from below her ear to on her vocal. Making her moan lightly. Feeling his hot breath on her skin. He pulled up her sweater and took it off.

Gazing at her body even though her body was scarred but it was no doubt that she was still beautiful. His touch made her skin ignited. Her toes curled as he crashed his lips again on hers.

His kisses trailed from her neck to her stomach. With every wet hot kiss, he looked at her being more and more aroused. The passion between them made him hungry for her. He trailed his hand from her neck to her stomach, he crashed his lips on her harder. Linking his fingers with hers. Enjoying every little moment with her. Pulling her arms above her head, he looked at her and kissed her again. Grinding himself on her.

Every time he stopped, she would moan softly in his mouth.

He broke the kiss and pulled her tights down her legs. His knuckles contacted with her thigh as he pulled them off.

He kissed her again. And as he did, he wrapped his one arm around her waist and picked her up and placed her on his lap, her legs tighten around his waist. Her one hand on the back of his neck and the other on his shoulder. He nuzzled his face in her neck, sucking and kissing on the soft spot. Every kiss made her scratch his back with her fingernails.

He moved his lips to hers again. Leaving a peck and looked at her.

The pupil of his blue eyes was dilated. His eyes were nowhere but on her lips. His hand moved up and down on her bareback.

Every stroke of his fingertips made her shiver.

He kissed her again but softly this time. Rolling his hips underneath her. Making her moan slightly. Holding her almost naked body close to himself. His hands traveling up and down her bareback. She moaned a little louder and as her head dropped back, he kissed her neck. Giving her an immense amount of pleasure.

He grabbed lightly at the nape of her neck and pulled her face closer to his. Pecking her lips as he rolled. Making her let out warm shivery breaths against his lips. As the pleasure between them arose more, he let out a groan and she let out a throaty scream. Dropping her back on the bed, he climbed between her legs, kissing her lips again softly.

Both of them tired of the mild pleasure they shared. Their eyes were droopy. He fell down beside her and instinctively took her in his arms. Letting her fall in deep sleep on his chest.

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