Who is Liam

Marc

Davis POV

I hear the phone start ringing. I know it is definetly Liam. I have never recieved calls from anyone else. But it is already 7pm, he should return now. And there he is giving a damn call when he should be ringing the door bell.

I took the phone and held it near my ear.

"Babe, What is taking so long. I am waiting" I said.

"I know babe. I am sorry.Things are bit hectic here babe. I have few things to settle here.

So babe, I have to stay overtime tonight. Dont wait for me. Go to bed early. okay?"

"No babe, Its ok. Take your time " I said and ended the call.

I cant insist him to come early. He will get in trouble for coming early. His boss is a mad man. Many times i told Liam to resign and apply for a job somewhere else. But Liam never listens.

I need to heat up the dishes once he return, they will turn cold by the time he return.I put the reciever back to its place and turned back only to see marc throwing draggers at me with eyes from where he is sitting.

I go near him.

" I am sorry marc, my husband has to work overtime. It will be midnight when he finally return.How about we feed ourselves first. And you need to return to your house."

" Davis, I dont think I can return tonight. I am so tired from all that cooking. Can I stay overnight. Since you have an extra room"

What nonscence

"I dont think Liam will like that" I cut him.

For a split second i see a frown on marc's face and eyes digging holes on my face. But soon it changes to his usual pocker face. Am i hallucinating or what.

"Please davis, just one night. I am so tired." he asked with pleading eyes. Just one night m. Liam wont mind.

"Ok" I nodded.

We both eat. Then i arrange our extra room for marcs stay and give marc some Liams clothes.

I sit on the couch and turn on Tv. After some time, marc suddenly grabs the remote from me from one hand and sit beside me with a towel on his other hand rubbing his wet hair damp from his shower.

After a few minutes he stop drying his hair and turn my side. Then he throw the wet towel on my face. Damn marc. I stand up from couch. Then he starts to laugh. What's so funny.I asked him "What is there to laugh"

I have reached my limit. I swear to kick him out.

"Marc, this is getting too much. Just leave already"

"Not so fast babe, I need to meet your husband"

"leave" I say dragging him by the arm. but he shake his arm and I lose my balance and fall right on my butt. "ouch"

" Ha ha ha" marc laughs

With one hand on my side I finally stand back to my feet with great difficulty. Marc just watched. Didnt even give me a hand.

" It was just a joke. Why take it so serious"

"Get ou.."

Marc cut me" I am tired, I am off to bed" he said and went inside the extra room and closed the door on my face.

I am now regretting about bringing this lunatic here. I will have to hear an ear full from Liam too when he return. I have digged my own grave.It is my own fault from begining to end.

2 hours went by, it is midnight already. Liam would be here in any minute from now. I reheat the dishes and set the table. Then I light the birthday cake candle and take the gold ring out of box and put it on to my trouser pocket.

Door bell rings. Atlast Liam. Thank god you came.I run to the door and open it.

"Babe" I run into Laim's arms and place my head on Liams crook. I feel so warm and the sandlewood scent coming from him is truly calming, then i hear someone clear his voice. I already forgot Marc is still with us.

"Babe, I already forgot. This is Marc"

"Marc meet Liam, my husband"

"Hello Liam, nice to meet you" Marc reached out his hand.

I see some hesitance in Liam.I see his eyes getting darker and darker. Then he turns to me. His eyes are no longer warm, they looks total opposite, I feel a shiver run through my spine. But still his looks are no joke.

Liam has the most beautifull eyes I have ever seen so far. Even on TV i havent seen someone as handsome as Liam.He has this looks of a greek god. Sometimes I cant believe why on earth he even married me, someone with ordinary looks.

I come back to reality hearing Marc. "or should i call William." Who is William.

" So multi billionares are also living in these kinds of shabby places, ha. Oh my god, I thought these are for poor. haha ha, oh god, my bad" Marc said smirking pointing to where we live.

"Babe" he called me gritting his teeth, I turned with a shiver to face Liam. His face turned to a frown.

"mind telling me who the hell you have brought this time while i am not here"

I can sense anger in his voice. This side of Liam is very new to me.

to be continued