Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Crystal's POV After one month of honeymooning and exploring different countries in Asia, Liam and I were back in New York. We did have a great time exploring Seoul, Tokyo, and Beijing. Before heading back to our respective jobs, we decided to spend a week in our vacation house on the island to rest. The honeymoon was supposed to be a relaxation, but honestly, it got me so tired. Liam introduced me to the staff. There were ten of them. A cook, gardener, maintenance crew, and cleaners. Other than that, there was a team of security guards in the area. A helicopter was on standby, courtesy of Dad, so we could get into the city right away, especially in cases of emergency. When we arrived on the island, Andrea, the deaf-mute old lady who gave me a wreath of tulips before, greeted me with another of her creation. "Thank you, Andrea. I love it." She answered me with sign language, and another staff member, Pham, interpreted it for me. "She said that she gave you a wreath before because she knew that you'd marry Dr. Brooks." "Really? How did she know that?" It was Liam who replied. "I told her my bride is coming and showed her your pic." "How confident you were, Dr. Brooks." My eyebrow raised at him. "Of course. Perseverance and positive thinking are my best qualities." He teased me and dragged me upstairs to our room. We occupied the room that I used before. It was his area of the house, huge and equipped with complete furniture and appliances. The moment we closed the door, he pulled me in his arms. My soft curves moulded to the contours of his lean body as he kissed me hungrily. "I thought you wanted to take a nap." I said, putting my arms around his neck. "I changed my mind." He bit my neck playfully, then licked and sucked the sensitive skin gently. "Oh Liam..." I was immediately turned on. He had the magic of making me all wet and craving for him. In one fluid motion, he took my shirt off. His lips moved down to my cleavage, licking the center before pushing my cotton brassiere down and discarding it. He fondled one of my breasts, while his mouth suckled the other. His tongue flicked my sensitive swollen nipple until it ached and hardened like a pebble. He did the same to the other as his hands transferred to my butt. His hand did wonders under my blue denim shorts, kneading my butt cheeks while his fingers pushed inside my panties. "You're so wet and ready, my love." He said, his eyes turned so dark and wicked. In one sweeping motion, he carried me and laid me on the black couch. He knelt on the floor in front of me and impatiently removed my shorts and panties. His hands grabbed my thighs, opening them wider as his mouth savoured my folds. "Oh Liam...that is so good." I raked my fingers through his silken hair. Every lap and every lick of his tongue on my center brought me closer to the edge. He circled the tip of his tongue on my clit and made flickering movements. The sensation was so overwhelming that I screamed his name. He covered my mouth with his hand to stop me from screaming as he continued to assault the sensitive bud. I was moaning and panting as intense pleasure overwhelmed me. I watched him as he removed all his clothes. He looked so damn hot and sexy standing there all naked. His big cock was so erect and hard as steel. He opened my legs wider and positioned himself on top of me. We were kissing again as he slowly enteredme. I was so ready for him when he pushed fully inside of me. He drove fast and hard inside of me until my body began to vibrate with liquid fire. He pumped so deeply inside me, twice, then he convulsed. ____ After five days, Liam had to go back to the hospital. A twelve-year-old boy needed an immediate heart surgery. There was no doctor available in the hospital to perform the operation, so Liam had to go. The whole morning, I was on the beach, swimming and sunbathing—enjoying the heat of the sun while I could because in three days time, I would be back in the office again. I had my lunch in the garden, while watching the flowers and plants. I was thinking of how to landscape the whole area. It would be great to put a gazebo at the center or maybe a pond. After lunch, I had a quick shower in our room. Wearing a robe, I went to the big mirror in the bathroom to blow dry my hair. I was startled at what I saw. There were words written in the mirror. HE'S MINE. They were written in bold letters. I was alarmed as I stared at the letters. Who could have written this? Then my eyes caught the glossy magazine on the table. It was opened, showing a full page photo of Zaira. The famous supermodel daughter of Dr. Joseph Nevine. I looked at the page closely. There was a small photo on the side. It was Zaira looking so gorgeous in a skimpy yellow bikini, and she was kissing an equally gorgeous handsome man. I gasped as I looked closely at the guy. Oh God, it was Liam. The caption confirmed it. All the feels! Zaira is now engaged to the rising brilliant heart surgeon, Dr. Liam Brooks. My jaw dropped open. So, Liam and Zaira had an affair. Not just an affair, but they were engaged. My heart sank instantly. I looked at the subscription date of the magazine, it was one year ago. I counted the months when I met Liam again. That was only five and a half months. Was he still with her when I met him? Anger immediately overwhelmed me. I was so mad at Liam. We agreed to be open and honest with each other, but he never bothered to tell me that he was once engaged to Zaira Nevine! I looked at the words in the mirror again. "He's Mine." Who the hell wrote it there? Zaira? Meaning, she came here in our room while I was at the beach? My heart beat faster. Whether it was Zaira or somebody else, the fact still remained that someone came inside our room while I was outside. I'll call Liam and tell him about this. I went to our bedroom to get dressed when I noticed a beautifully wrapped wedding gift on top of our bed. I was sure that it was not there when I came in earlier. I went closer to the box and slowly opened it. I screamed and leaped when I saw what was inside. A dead rat with worms, and it smelled so bad. I took my phone and called Liam, but he was not answering his phone. I saw a pending voice message from him. I opened it and heard him say. "I can't get back tonight, my love. I have another emergency. I'll see you tomorrow morning. I love you." My phone suddenly beeped. It was an incoming message from an unknown person. He's Mine. There was an attached image. I opened it, and saw a photo of Liam and Zaira Nevine having lunch together.