Author's point of view
Hannah tried to keep her voice stable as she struggled to get out of Liam's grip. "What do you mean?" she asked, her heart pounding in her chest. Liam tightened his hold on her and drew her closer. "I know everything about you and Mike. How close you are to him, how he supports you in the company. Don’t try to deny it." His eyes were red.
“Have you lost your mind?” Hannah gave him an unbelievable look. They have nothing, Mike tried to hint that he likes her, but she always rejected him. Liam ignored her words and said, "How many times have you betrayed me in these three years, huh?"
Hannah felt a surge of anger and fear developing in her. "I don't care what you think about me. Why can't I be close to someone when I've been forced to live with a paralyzed man for the last two years?" Liam's eyes darkened, and he shouted, "Do you want to die at my hands?" Hannah's heart raced, but she tried to remain strong. "You’re wasting your time, Liam. We’re getting divorced. Calling me back from the office for this nonsense is pointless."
Liam’s grip tightened, his face inches from hers. "You think you can just walk away? I know you’ve been flirting with Mike." Hannah struggled to break free. "I haven't done anything wrong! You're paranoid!"
“Really!” He said and pushed her on the bed. “Let me show you.” He hissed while pinning her hand over her head. He slammed his lips on her and tried to force his tongue in her mouth. He pinched her waist, she gasped and he entered her mouth. Her struggles against him were starting to die but then suddenly they heard a knock on the door. Hannah came back to her senses pushed Liam away and whispered, "If you don't want to get caught now, just go back to the bed and leave me." She straightened her clothes and opened the door. It was Sophia.
"Not again, please, not now," Hannah thought to herself but didn't say out loud. Sophia was angry and grabbed Hannah's hand, dragging her out of the room. "Come with me, stupid girl," Sophia hissed. She pulled Hannah downstairs to the main hall.
"What is going on, Sophia?" Hannah asked, trying to keep her voice calm. Sophia didn't answer until they were in her room. Then she turned to Hannah, her eyes blazing with anger. "Do you know what's happening in this house? Do you have any idea what chairwoman is planning for us?"
Hannah looked at her cluelessly and said, "No, what happened? Why are you so angry?"
Sophia's voice was filled with fury. "Chairwoman Diana Miller is planning to hand over the company to Mike. They want to make him the CEO, removing Liam's name."
Hannah was shocked, but she knew Liam was no longer bedridden. He was back on his feet, but she kept silent about it. Liam had warned her not to say anything. She looked at Sophia boldly and said, "Don't worry, nothing's going to happen like that. Everything will be fine. No one has the power to remove Liam."
Sophia glared at Hannah. "What nonsense? Where did you get this confidence? You must have lost your mind, Hannah."
Hannah met her gaze and said firmly, "Don't worry, Sophia. Everything is going to be all right. Okay, it's quite late now. I'd like to go back to my room if you don't have anything else to complain about."
She turned to leave, but Sophia blocked her way. "Wait. I saw you coming out of Mike's car. I told you to stay away from him. Are you betraying my son?"
Hannah felt exhausted but replied calmly, "Not again. I am not betraying your son. I just didn't find a taxi, that's why I came with Mike. He was coming to the mansion anyway."
Sophia's face twisted in anger. "You better not be lying, or I will make your life worse. Do you get that?"
Hannah wanted to argue but controlled herself. She was tired of dealing with both mother and son. She took a deep breath and said, "I got it." She turned and left the room, leaving Sophia behind. ‘Enough for now. I hope he will be sleeping by now.’ She prayed as she headed towards her room. She entered and found the bed empty. Looking around the room and checking the wardrobe, she didn't find Liam. A little scared, she started calling his name in whispers, "Liam? Liam, where are you?"
Suddenly, the bathroom door burst open, and Liam stepped out, wrapped in a towel. This was the first time she saw his body without clothes. Despite being bedridden for two years, his body was fit and well-built, with no sign of his long illness. He stood in front of her, crossing his arms. “Do you like what you see?”
Hannah couldn't help but appreciate the view, but she quickly snapped back to reality. "I have seen better," she blurted out, then bit her tongue. "Oh my God, what did I just say?"
Liam unfolded his arms and grabbed her wrists, pulling her close to his chest. Their faces were inches apart. "So, you've been with others while you were with me?" he asked, his voice low.
Hannah rolled her eyes, trying to hide her fear. "Please, Liam, let me go," she said, her heart racing and her cheeks turning red.
He brushed a strand of hair from her face. "So, you don't like me?" he asked softly.
"No, I don't like you. Now just get away from me," she replied, trying to push him away but failing.
Liam held her tighter and drew her closer. "Why are your cheeks so rosy?" he asked, touching her pink cheeks.
"I'm not blushing. I'm angry at you," she insisted.
"So, you're angry at me, but your cheeks are red, not your nose," he teased.
"Stop it, Liam. Just leave me alone," she pleaded. Liam smirked. "Okay, fine. Then help me with my bath. I need your help."
"No way! I'm not helping you. Ask the maid or the servants," she almost shouted, trying to break free. "No, you are going to help me, and that's it," he said firmly, not letting her go. "Hannah, you are my wife. You should help me," he insisted.
"Okay, fine. I'll help you with the bath," She said, but as soon as Liam loosened his grip, she pushed him away, ran to the wardrobe, and locked herself inside. Liam stood there in shock.
"Hannah, come out," he called.
"No, I'm not coming out! Go and take your bath yourself. I know you're fit and well. Just go," she shouted from inside.
There was silence outside. After a few minutes, she heard the shower running. She came out and sat on the bed, breathing a sigh of relief. "What kind of things am I going to deal with?" she muttered to herself.
Soon after, Liam came out, freshly showered and in his nightclothes. "This time you escaped me. Next time, you won't," he said with a smirk. "Okay, my beautiful wife."
Hannah was taken aback. Did he just call her beautiful? She couldn't help but wonder. Then she suddenly remembered what Sophia told her.
"Liam, I want to tell you something," she said, trying to gather her thoughts. "Sophia just informed me that your grandmother is planning to hand over the company to Mike. He’s going to be the CEO, removing you from the post. They think you’re still not well, and the company needs a CEO."
Liam’s face darkened, but his voice remained calm. "Do you really think that he can get the position he wants?You don’t have to worry about anything. I have plans to deal with it. I have a surprise planned for them tomorrow."
"Now come, let's sleep," Liam said, pulling Hannah into his arms. "What are you doing?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. "We are sleeping, aren't we?" he replied, nuzzling his nose into her neck.
"Then where are your hands going?" she muttered, feeling his hand moving all over her body. He didn't reply and started sucking on her neck while his fingers were in her panties. his fingers touched her spot, moving in a lazy circular motion.
She moaned loudly. “Looks like my wife is liking it”. He whispered, after he pulled away to look at her and then attacked her lips. She froze for a few seconds, her eyes closed enjoying the kiss. He left her pinned hands as soon as she started to kiss him back.
She is now under the spell of his touch.
It started as a passionate kiss but soon turned into a steamy one. She kept gasping and moaning against his lips while his hands continued its pleasurable assault, that made her more wet. This went on for a few more seconds before he pulled away both his hand and mouth for her.He moved around the bath .So he was sitting behind her and she was in front of him.
She was so damn aroused by now and wanted nothing more than his touch. So when his hand began to stroke her inner thighs, teasing her, she whined, just wanting him to stop with the teasing. And he figured out that's what she wanted cause he chuckled before he opened his mouth to talk.
“That eagerness?” He whispered in her ears and she nodded without wasting a second. “You wish my command, baby!” He spread her legs wide. “Oh…. god….!” She moaned out loud, throwing her head back even more and gripping the sheets as tight as she could when he entered her.
“God, your p***y's so tight, Hannah.” He said with a groan before he started pumping in her at a slow pace. It was her first time and he realised it but soon the pain subsided and the unbearable pleasure took over. It felt so good and she couldn't help but whimper and moan as his pace increased with passing seconds.
He went faster,
faster,
faster,
and faster.
“What’s it baby? Are you gonna c*m for me already?” His dirty talk was taking me to the edge. "f**k! yes... Oh my god!” she moaned land as her legs began to shake.
“Come with me baby.” He groaned and increased his face even more. The knot burst inside her as soon as she felt him emptying himself in her. " Liam!” She scrammed on his name as she came along him.
"Mumh... that was f*****g hot.” he said kissing her lips. " I got the first taste of your body, baby and I am going to be the last one.” He pulled her closer and due to exhaustion both of them drifted in sleep within a few seconds.