Chapter 29

Aaron canceled his meetings when he got the call from his security guard that Livia had left in a cab without any bodyguard. After hearing from his bodyguard, he left the office building he had responsibility for protecting Livia, saying that Miranda met Livia in the central park. Then Livia left with a man in his car.

"What are you trying to do, Livia? Trying to leave me? In your dreams. I won't let that happen because till the time I'm alive. You will have to stay by my side. Whether you like it or not."

5 minutes later, Aaron got the address of the place where Livia was taken to. This apartment was located in London's center, and it was one of the most luxurious ones. Aaron reached the apartment and went straight to the stranger's floor who had hugged his wife, Livia, as per the information Aaron got.

Aaron rang the doorbell, and from inside came a man's voice, "Hey Livi, you wait, I will open the door."

"Livi? Oh..so they are quite close."

After giving a brief murderous look to the man standing in front of him, the door opened, and Aaron stormed inside. He found Livia sitting on a couch with coffee in her hands. He took the coffee from her hands, placed it on the table, and pulled Livia from her wrist.

"Hey, buddy, What are you doing?" Evan tried to stop him. "Who do you think you are?"

"Her husband," Aaron replied. "She is my wife." he said, stressing more on the word 'my wife.'

"Oh, so you are her husband. Then that's all the more of a reason why you can't take her from here."

"So you think you can stop me?" saying this, Aaron pushed him hard.

Evan somehow managed to maintain his balance, and he came back and punched Aaron.

Livia realized that if she didn't stop them now, they would soon get into an ugly fight.

"Stop it, both of you!" she shouted and came in between both of them with one hand on each man's chest.

Aaron pulled onto Livia's wrist, and she collided with his hard chest. Now both her hands rested on his chest, and Aaron smiled, looking satisfied.

"Let's go." he pulled Livia with him.

Evan tried to stop him, but Livia interrupted, "Evan, I need to go. There are some things which we need to talk about."

"If you need anything, then I'm just a call away." Evan looked at her, ignoring Aaron's annoyance. Livia nodded her head and smiled weakly.

They both entered the lift, and as the lift doors were closing, Livia saw Evan standing at his door, looking at her. Finally, when the doors were closed, she turned to Aaron angrily and asked, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Rodriguez?"

Aaron looked at her, and just with the speed of lightning, he covered Livia's mouth with his. When he finally let go, he looked at her and said, "Call me Mr. Rodriguez once again, and I will take you right here and right now."

Before Livia could say something, the lift doors opened, and Aaron pulled her from her wrist. As they reached his car, he opened the passenger door and pushed Livia inside, and he took her to the driving seat.

"What's wrong with you, Aaron? Will you tell me please."

Aaron didn't say anything, and Livia was getting irritated now. She knew Aaron was angry, so it was better not to provoke him further. 'But the hell with that. Shouldn't it be her what should be angry because it was he who had cheated on her and it was he who barged in suddenly at her friend's house, and shouldn't he be with Miranda right now?' Livia glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

Aaron was looking angry...so angry that he was clenching his jaw, but even in anger, he was looking undeniably handsome.

'Stop it, Livia! You can't get softhearted right now. Where was he during these three weeks? He never came to me or tried to explain anything. He was nowhere to be seen, so it's me who should be angry and not him.'

The car came to a stop, and Livia noticed that they were in front of a cottage. Before she could ask anything, Aaron got out of the car and came to her side to open the door. And once again, he was pulling her from her hand.

"Will you stop dragging me like this? I can walk!" Livia said angrily. But Aaron kept pulling her as if he didn't hear anything.

'Ok... he is furious. So what? Even I'm angry. If he wants a fight, then we will have a perfect one.'

They entered the cottage, and he closed the door behind them.

"Whose cottage is this?" Livia questioned, standing in the center and looking at her surroundings.

"It's my cottage," Aaron said while walking at Livia. His eyes never leaving hers. He finally stopped in front of her, and he was standing so close to her that Livia could feel his breath on her cheeks. "Everything in this cottage is mine. Everything, including you."

Livia blushed. 'Why does he sound so possessive? Even back in Evan's apartment, the way he had to call me 'my wife' had sounded so possessive. But why are you doing this, Aaron? When you don't even like me.'

Aaron lifted his hand to touch her cheek, but she jerked his hand away and took one step back. This made Aaron angry. He clenched his jaws, opened and closed his fists, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, Livia noticed.

'This is what he always does when he is angry.' Within such a short time after the marriage, Livia had come to know a lot about him. It was as if she could easily read him when he was angry or sad or happy.

When Aaron opened his eyes, Livia saw uncertainty in them. Something that she had never seen in him before. He looked sad.

She wanted to take a step forward and to hold his face, to kiss his sadness away, to give him comfort. But then she stopped herself.

'No, I cried for two whole weeks. How can I easily forget the pain you gave me.' There was no way she was going to let him hurt her again.

Aaron once again took a step towards her and held her hands in his...this time softly. He propelled her towards the nearest couch and made her sit there.

"Wait here."