Val_Sparks

“Why are you fighting this, Patricia? What are you afraid of?” He stalked towards me until my back hit the wall. My legs wobbled in lustful resignation.

“Liam, Liam please…” I cried out breathlessly. His hands cupped my face and his softness of his beautiful eyes melted me inside out.

“Please what? Tell me what you want, say it. Don't make me keep begging.” I couldn't think anymore and he pulled me to him. I felt the heat from his body burn me ruthlessly.

“I don't know, I just–”

“Then let me love you. Let me touch you. Let me kiss you like I've been dying to kiss you since we met at your exhibition. Let me in, please. I'll take care of you, just, don't push me away anymore. I can't take it.”

I looked up at him, and I couldn't bear it anymore. Taking in a ragged breath, I crashed my lips against his.

…..

My ex-husband cheated on me, arrested me and sent me to a psychiatric hospital. As a grumpy heiress, the whole world failed to see the injustice and was excited to witness my downfall. 

But I've always been Patricia Lynn, and I can never be hidden away. After getting rescued by a savior that wanted my intelligence in return, I'm back and full of rage, so I will repay them all!

I will never fall for another man.
 Love made one weak! 

But my savior, oh my savior, the rich mogul, Liam Colloway, was warming his way into the delicate skin between my legs and I fear, my heart too…

The Revenge Of The Grumpy Heiress!

Liam looked distressed and I didn't expect the way he aggressively but carefully sent away the man that was talking to me.

After sending him away, he grabbed my wrist and I had to sprint after him as we walked to a table then sat beside me and kept my hand enveloped in his.

I couldn't even argue and to be honest, I felt like I had done something wrong.

"What's wrong?" I whispered carefully, wary of where we were.

"It's nothing, Patricia. Let's just enjoy the event." He said with practiced anger, His jaw ticked and his brows furrowed. He was incredibly pissed.

"How will I enjoy it if you're acting like a douchebag? At least let go of my hand." I spat angrily and the second he let it go, I folded my arms and looked away.

"I didn't realize I was still holding it. I'm sorry." He absolutely didn't sound sorry. If anything, he was just humoring me and it was the greatest disrespect ever.

I'm An Asshole