The Pompous Heiress Strikes Back!

Liam's POV,

A literal goddess.

The woman I wanted to lick her feet and worship the ground she walked on.

The grumpy twenty six year old hot woman that I've had my eyes on for years. When an opportunity fell on my lap to rescue her and get closer to her, I grabbed it the same way I would rush to clean a glass of water I would spill on the floor.

It didn't add up. When I approached her for the very first time, she looked so breathtaking in person and she was so professional and I wanted to run my tongue through her milky skin, but she had a husband. If only I had known, I would have saved her from him.

Arrested and considered unstable? No way. I would get her out of there.

Well, maybe I misjudged her. This woman had guts and she was so bossy and hot.

Imagine telling me to turn the car around. Fuck, it was so hot that I wanted to take her lips and use them as I please, but stupid me agreed on a partnership with her. I needed to stop thinking about her that way if I wanted to even fucking survive in her presence, or she would notice my strong attraction and use me as she pleased.

Trust me, no one can use Liam Colloway as they pleased, no one.

She refused to live with me, so I let her get herself an apartment and it was only when she was comfortable enough that I let her be. How could she be so daring and bold?

Each time she made a snarky remark, I felt it in my pants. I had always had control over the way a woman had made me feel but she was making me go crazy. It had only been a couple of days but I had fucked my fists under cold running water more times than I could count, more times that I would've in two years.

When she called me over the phone to tell me that she had prepared divorce documents and she would need my help with a couple of bodyguards to see her husband, I felt so good. I didn't hesitate and I couldn't wait for the good news. I couldn't imagine her tied to that bastard, Henry.

I hated him more than I would hate my own downfall.

She had been stalling, doing things she absolutely refused to tell me about and working that she had declined offers to my company. If it were someone different, I would've forced her, but I couldn't seem to find a way to touch her and honestly, I loved her resistance. I couldn't wait to break it and get in.

I couldn't wait to see the soft side of her that I had created.

She promised to come today after seeing her husband so I patiently waited for the good news. The whole time I was in a meeting, I couldn't concentrate. All I could think about was the sparkling pink dress she wore when I saw her from afar. I so badly wanted to peel it off her and tie her to my bed but as always, I sucked it up.

After this meeting, I had another one and I wasn't anticipating it in the slightest but as the CEO, did I really have a choice. After barely listening to shit, the meeting finally came to an end and I reached for my phone, but there was nothing from her. Did something happen?

I hoped in my heart that she was fine. Halfway through the second meeting, I knew I would never make it through. I stood up immediately, grabbed my phone and walked out.

"Meeting postponed." I said with urgency, completely disoriented as I walked out, aggressively removing the first few buttons of my shirt so I could breathe.

My board of directors looked stunned. It was the first time I was completely out of character and at that point, I couldn't give two fucks. The company would not crumble just because of a postponed meeting after all and it was only because I was clouded in intense lust that such a phrase made sense. I removed my tie and tossed it in the car as it drove away.

I needed to fuck. I felt an overwhelming need to bury my dick in something, anything at all. Masturbating wouldn't help me now, so I went to a respectable agency where expensive, clean whores were given out for a couple of hours. Oh, I would ruin the victim with the way I would pound into her.

I signed a couple of papers and made a deposit before a red head was brought to me. I scrutinized her and she looked truly beautiful, so I accepted her. Actually, I couldn't wait to feel better so I would've accepted any woman, I just wanted ease.

Taking the cute little redhead home, I flattened her down on my king sized bed the very moment I got to my mansion. Honestly, fucking whores wasn't my style but now, it felt like I would die.

I got rid of my suit as she watched me with hungry eyes. I removed my wristwatch and dropped it by the side of my bed. It cost a fortune, but expensive whores would never steal. She wouldn't even dare. I loved the way she was as needy as me so as soon as I climbed on top of her, I knew I would have a good time.

Thrusting into her tight cunt, I felt instant relief, but it didn't last, even after I released into her multiple times. I still didn't feel satisfied so we went at it over and over and over until she couldn't take it anymore. It didn't take two and two to realize that she would never satisfy me, and I knew who I wanted.

The very woman I had rescued from prison only days before. The woman with an asshole husband. The woman who made me stop seeing the world in just black and white as she was my ticket to getting my revenge.

I wanted to fuck Patricia Lynn. She was the only woman that would eventually satisfy me.