Nothing in Life is Free

"Who is Clara to him?"

Norah braced herself for the answer when the man in front of her took a deep breath as if to answer her question.

"Norah. There's no such thing as a free lunch, or to put it another way, nothing in life is free."

He inspected his nails in a nonchalant manner that infuriated her. If he was not the key to this mystery, she would've leave this room in a blink of an eye.

"B-but you know there's something going on between them, right?" She asked exasperatedly.

Liam lifted his gaze and studied her eyes. "You really want to know? There's no turning back once you learn the answer."

Norah held his gaze and gave him a nod.

There was an evil grin appeared on his face. "Ok. We're going to play a game. Here's the rule…"

His words baffled her, "Game? Why we have to play a game? Can't you just tell me the answer right now so I could walk away from this room?"

And walked away from the devil.

He ignored her and continued, "The rule is for each question you asked, if I can answer it you have to repay me."

"And what is that exactly? This 'repayment' in your mind?" Norah asked warily.

Her mind sent her a signal that Liam was a dangerous man, to never walked inside the devil's lair and to never ever deal with a devil.

"Curiosity killed the cat, Norah. You'll find out soon enough." He warned.

Liam was even kind enough to remind her before she made a decision. But Norah had to know, Clara said she was forced to be in this situation and Norah couldn't hate her. Norah had to help Clara.

"Fine, Liam. My question is still the same. It's your turn to answer me."

He averted his gaze to the floor, as if he was about to change his mind, then that gaze held hers.

"Clara is his captive."

The sound of her loud gasp filled the whole room, she closed her mouth with the back of her hand. Her body was shaking with the realization that Clara might've suffered the same situation as her.

The only difference was that Norah was free. Free from her kidnapper's clutches.

Liam cursed, "I shouldn't have answered your question, Norah. Look at you. Your face suddenly turned so pale and you're shivering!"

She felt his embrace and tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Why Xander do this to her? What's her fault, Liam? Now I know why that first time I visited her room, she couldn't open the door for me. We had to wait for Gemma because she held the key, but after that the room was never locked anymore. They don't want me to know!"

Liam shushed the woman crying in his arms, "She owed him a debt so Xander has to held her here. That's what I know."

"I just can't stand it, Liam! She must be suffering right now, like what happened to me. But I'm free now, so we have to save Clara somehow."

Liam let her go just to brushed the tears from her cheeks.

"I don't know, Norah. Are you free from the memory of what happened to you? Because I'm sure as hell I'm not."

She could see that tormented feelings in his eyes, so Norah touched his cheek.

"What did he do to you, Liam?" She whispered in agony.

No matter how maddening this man could be sometimes, he was the one who had rescued Norah. He helped her unscrew that little reminder from her kidnapper.

The thought of him suffering right now pained her.

He laughed but it sounds so hollow, "More like what did you do to me, Norah."

Norah frowned. "Me? So you're still blaming me?"

She blinked back the tears that threatened to fall, but Liam cupped her face and stared with tenderness.

"Yes, I'm blaming you because you make me like this. You left me wanting more of your body and torment my every waking hour. I try to stay away from you but you came back again with your little request to take out that damn piercing."

Norah was stunned by his confession. That handsome face, almost similar to Xander's face was in torture.

"I yearn for you." He growled and kissed her mouth.

The second that soft full lips touched hers, she was lost. He clutched her nape, drew her close.

Their lips moved slowly, languidly. Her lips parted from shock at the overwhelming sensations in her body. His tounge eagerly accepted and slid into her mouth.

His cologne mixed with cigarette smoke and his masculine scent, made her slightly dizzy.

Somehow, they both had moved to the bed with him on top of her body, his hands roaming every curves. He groaned and removed her top then her simple pink color bra until that perky breasts displayed in front of him.

Norah shielded them from his lustful gaze, suddenly felt self-conscious. "They're not big."

Liam yanked her arm away and held it beside her head, his other hand cupped her breast. "Look, it's so perfect in my hand."

"Oh God…" Norah moaned and turned her face away from the erotic sight.

The devil had the audacity to chuckled. "You're so cute, Norah. From the first time I saw you naked on the floor, I've wanted you for myself."

His fingers twisted her nipple and it was hardening from his attention. Her hips started to wriggle under him.

"I know it was wrong to feel pleasure, it should be just a job I got to finish. Just an act to rescue you, but I failed. Because I want more."

Then he lowered his head and sucked on her breasts, she couldn't hold her loud whimper.

Liam lifted her head and looked at her flushed face, "If you want to stop, say it now, Norah."

She should stop it before everything was too late, she had a boyfriend. They were only dating for a week but she was here with someone else, half naked on his bed, moaning from his sweet torture.

Norah quivered and a tear slipped down her cheek, "Please don't stop."