Married to Liam Kingston

CHAPTER THREE

Liam's POV

It's night fall, I came back to the main house after leaving the company. Linda took a sick leave so I did get to lash out at her. The reporters were every where around me. They were crowded at my house and even waiting outside my father's house waiting for any of us to give them an update.

Today's almost over and I still haven't figured a way to fix things. Pacing back and forth in my room isn't even helping matters. I hurriedly left my room to my father's study. I'm sure he's going to be there.

On getting to the front of the room, I heard the voices of my parents coming from inside and I decided to eavesdrop a little.

“Stop begging on his behalf” I heard my dad say in a cold voice.

“You need to help him. You know he's the only child we've got” I heard my mum speak in a low but pleading tone.

“And why should I do that? We can't always be cleaning up his mess” Dad said.

“Please, honey” Mum continued, pleading.

“Allow me to read in peace this woman!”

“Not until you do something about our son and his situation” she replied.

“He's a grown man. You need to stop all this pampering and talk some sense in that son of yours” I heard my dad say not yielding.

“Don't! You know I don't like that . He's our son not mine alone” The conversation was starting to get tense as my mum replied.

“Well you behave like he's only yours. Nevertheless, how do you expect me to help a men who's s*x clips and posts about him and his employee is all over the UK.” my dad said silently almost like he mumbled.

“I didn't catch that. What did you say?” My mum asked.

I was starting to get tired of their back and forth so I just barged into the study.

“So, you don't knock anymore?” My dad said facing me.

“Why are you here? Have you fixed your mess?” He added bombarding with questions.

“You ain't going to answer me right?” My mum said nodding in realization of what no one knows.

“Suit yourselves” she added storming out.

“So dad, what are we going to do about this paparazzi s**t?”

The silence that erupted afterwards was eating me up. He just chuckled and shaked his head before his voice finally came to the open.

“Get out of my room Liam” he said trying to be as calm as he could but why?

We need to fix this.

“Dad…” I wanted to press further but the anger filled voice cut me off.

“I said get out!” He yelled slamming his fist on the table.

I stormed out of his study slamming the door right behind me.

It's understandable that he's annoyed but so am I. We need to do something.

It's my company too.

I met my mum in the hallway but I just walked away not sparing her a glance. Entering my room, I slammed the door behind me.

I need to be sure of what really happened that night. I picked my phone to place a call through to the hotel.

“Hello Manager” I said as the manager of the hotel picked the call.

“Mr Kingston, how can I help you, sir” He answered from the other end.

“Do you have a footage of the event that took place last night?” I asked

“Do you mean the main hall, sir?” He asked.

If there's one thing I hate, it's answering my questions with questions.

“That's a foolish question, you know. I need all the footages of the hotel rooms including the rooms and outside the hotel” I ordered almost yelling at him.

“Sir, but there's no camera in the rooms” he lied.

“Ohh, I'm sure you know that the entire UK knows there's a camera in that room or tell me how my s*x moments leaked? I knew you planted a secret camera in my room which I always deactivate. Never did I know this was your plan”

“I'm not dumb, so do the needful if you still love your position”

“I'm sorry sir. I don't know anything about the clips that leaked sir. I didn't know you knew about the camera sir but we haven't been able to get any view from your room all this while sir. It's always black” the manager said already trembling over the phone.

“That was what I wanted moron. Last night, I couldn't deactivate it because I was drunk. So, I'm sure you'll get the view. I'm sure that’s the clip whoever is behind the blogs used”

“Okay sir. I'm sorry sir” he apologized still shaky.

“I need you to send it to my office first thing tomorrow morning”

“But -Sir, it's usually take about one week to get all of the footages filed apart from the days of searching for them” he mumbled.

“I don't care. Do what you have to to do. One more thing, do it discreetly”

“O-okay Sir” he replied then I ended the call.

“Morons!” I mummured irritated at the whole situation.

I dropped my phone on the dresser and laid on the bed.

I'm told to fix this but I don't even know how to go about it. I'm really starting to get frustrated.

Or should I talk to the b***h in question?

Maybe she can take the fall for this after paying her.

No, no. Bad idea. Her family can never allow as long as she still bears the surname.

What if I talk to her? Let's know how she got into my room in the first place and her aim for all of this.

I sprung up from the bed to go to Linda's house. I picked my phone and key and dashed out of the house. I quickly put a call through to my manager to send Linda's address on my way out. Well, that got to me after igniting the car engine.

I packed the car in front of the house, came down and pressed the door bell but no one came to open the door. After pressing a few more times without response, I turned to leave. As I walk towards the car I heard the door lock open from inside, revealing a bruised tired lady, Linda.

“Hey!” I said somewhat surprised. The reason for the surprise, I don't know.

Linda just looked at me agitated as ever not even responding to the greetings.

“I have questions and I need answers, so I'm here” I said trying to be a gentleman but heaven knows I'm not good at this.

“You have inflicted on me pain and you have questions too!” She said agitatedly almost like she could send me to hell if she had the power to.

Well, I'm equally frustrated and upset.

And don't try to be the victim here.

“I think we would get ahead if you quit this victim role that you're at” I said still trying to be cool.

“Okay, but can you explain why you shattered the innocence I preserved for my husband?” Linda said.

“As far as I know, I can't remember seeing you Mr. Kingston” she added, now dropping a tear from her bruised eyes.

This b***h sure knows how to piss me off.

“You know what! NEVER MIND” I said then turned my back instantly to enter my car.

I ignited the engine almost immediately then drove off.

“Husband” I mummured then chuckled as ideas came flooding my head as I was moving the steering wheel.

I got off from the car on reaching the main house, eager to share the news as I have found the best way to fix this mess. Fortunately, I met my dad sitting in the dining area sipping water from a glass.

“Dad! I found a way to fix things” I said eagerly.

“What way?” He replied trying to hide the surprise on his face.

“I'm going to get married” I said dropping the bomber.

“What! Who?” My dad exclaimed loosing control of his reaction.

“Linda. Linda Williams!”