Married to Liam Kingston

CHAPTER TWO

Liam's POV

As I was driving along the lonely road, Linda's voice kept echoing in my head which infuriate me more.

“Tell me sir, did you set me up?”

That question kept echoing in my head on and on.

Why would she think I set her up or took advantage of her?

She was in my room by herself!

Of course she consented to the s*x.

Well, she was really good to be a first timmer.

That b***h would have said that for money.

But how did she get there? I thought I called for one of my girls.

Why didn't I recognize her before f*****g the b***h?

Now she's claiming partial amnesia or what?

I'm not even sure that's the truth!

“f**k! f**k! f**k!” I yelled slamming my fist on the steering wheel cover.

The beeping sound of my phone irritated me more. I glared at the caller Id. Knowing it's my mom, I ignored the call. I wasn't in the mood to talk to her. The phone kept beeping non-stop that I had to pick.

“You should quit calling someone when they don't pick at two dials mum” I yelled over the phone.

“Son, what have you gotten yourself into now. You father is fuming here at home. He says he's waiting for you right now” Mrs Kingston answered.

“What! What happened?” I inquired.

“It's paparazzi again. I think this is really huge. Your dad's been receiving calls since midnight” She said.

“Ignore the old man, it's just a mild issue” I said trying to convince her.

“I'm almost arriving at my house now mum. I'll come by after leaving the company this evening” I added.

“Is it that brat you're talking to? Tell him to meet me here in 10 minutes” I heard Mr Kingston's voice talking to my mum over the phone.

That old geezer and giving orders!

“Liam, if you know what's best for you, turn the car around and come home now!” My mum said in a firm tone before ending the call.

I've known her for the past 29 years, whenever she uses that tone with me. There's fire on the mountain then. I spun the car around and drived straight home disregarding the speed limit.

I know deep down that I must get to the main house in 10 minutes like my dad said. I'm not sure I'm ready to see his other side.

Jeez! I hate it when that old man scolds me. He does it like I'm a child.

“You don't need to come along” I said to my bodyguards over the phone as I saw the other car following behind. They immediately came to a halt on receiving my order.

“Goodness! what's it now!” I exclaimed highly irritated as I drove the car at great speed.

***************************

I got out of the car after packing at the center of the packing lot. I hurriedly walked into the main house after bracing myself outside for whatever is to come.

I entered into the dead silent living room, my dad facing the huge tear drop painting on the wall with his hands folded to his back. My mum sitting on the sofa with her fingernail in her mouth showing she's anxious.

The stomp of my feet on the hard white tiles echoed in the room announcing my presence.

“Finally!” I heard my dad say his back still facing me.

“Liam dear” my mum exclaimed upon seeing me.

“So, what happened? What's with the rush and anger?” I asked no one in particular. I faced the atmosphere trying hard not to get into more trouble with the my choice of words.

“You know, I handed over my company and two third of all my assets to you because I thought you were responsible and matured enough to do that. Also, I saw how much you valued your work” Mr Kingston started.

“I think I've made the biggest mistake in my entire life. Let say you opened my eyes to the mistake” he added.

“Dad…” I wanted to ask what was going on because trust me I was totally lost but dad cuts me off.

“No, not a word if you're not asked!” Dad said now facing me. I couldn't behold his blazing eyes enclosing the anger I've never seen my entire life.

“I thought you didn't mix work with pleasure or was I wrong?” He added.

On hearing that, I started getting the hint to what was going on.

But how did he get to know!

Have I been set up?

Linda?

I left her barely an hour ago?

Nope, that's not it.

“Dad please can you explain what is going on” I said appealing to him. I can't get on the bad side of this old man.

No, never!

“Of course but I need you to explain the meaning of this!” He yelled putting his phone to my face wanting me to see it's contents.

“Move closer! I'm not going to bite you. At least, not now” he added.

I moved two steps closer to the phone but a bit farther from his feet. I opened my mouth in awe but closed.

Jeez! Paparazzi why?

It's like they are set to ruin me because why all of these contents?

My s*x clip with Linda?

How did it get out?

Jeez! I was recorded?

Or did that b***h set me up for this?

Was that why she said I r***d her?

I collected the phone from my dad and scrolled through the comments hoping to see if there's was anything on taking advantage of her or whatever. It wasn't there and I was honestly a bit relieved. I'm already in deep s**t with all of these drama, I don't need an addition.

I was soon jerked from my thoughts by my dad's voice.

“I see you are ready to ruin what I toiled all my life for, Liam” he said and I could feel the pain in his voice.

“Your employee?” He further asked.

“I'm disappointed Liam, greatly” he added showing the disappointment written all over his face.

“Dad, I can explain. It's not what you're thinking. This is a set up trust me. Someone out there is trying to ruin my image” I said in defence.

“Ohh, Really! It can be anything. Why woman? You know, I can't trust you with that gender. Not anymore” My dad said yelling, almost loosing the ounce of patience left in him.

“Honey…” my mum butts in but swallowed whatever was coming out after the deadly glare my dad shot her.

“I have been receiving tons of calls from partners, stockholders and shareholders. Infact, the whole United Kingdom in the last 2 hours. They were threatening to cut ties with us if we don't fix this. They all claimed they can't work with an irresponsible spoilt brat that I bore” My dad said emotionlessly.

Why?

Crazy people everywhere. I'm sure the board members are involved.

They just want to have the upper hand.

At this point, I was already fuming with anger. Not with my dad or the people but with whatever b***h who set me up for this.

“You have to fix this. I wouldn't mind washing my hands off you if you don't” my dad said then turned to leave.

The anger in me further riled up on hearing that.

“What do you expect me to do?” I asked but not expecting a response.

It's not like it's my fault!

“Trust me, YOU ARE OUT if you don't. So, fix your mess in a day” he added now mounting the stairs.

“

Honey, you have to take it easy on him. He's still our son you know!” My mum shouted but got no response just the sound of my dad's feet on the stairs.