Divorced My Husband, Now He Is On His Knees

LIAM'S POV

I rested my back against the Porsche while I occasionally glanced through my wristwatch. It's already past 6 P.M. but Emily hasn't come out since I stood outside. It's unlike Emily to get this late at dressing up because she has always been quick.

Everything about Emily today has been full of surprises and it makes me wonder if she somehow hit her head against the hard floor during the car accident.

I wasn't even sure if this was Emily's way of paying me back after the fruitless marriage of two years we both had or because of the loveless marriage.

She even accused me of cheating with her sister which was something I couldn't deny because Aysel has been trying everything possible to make me send me green signals.

I will do anything for Emily but not divorce. Divorce is never an option and not having sex with Emily...

No, I won't call it sex.

Making love to Emily is something I will never get tired of. Sex with Emily has always been amazing and it took me a great effort not to kiss Emily in the room back when she was ogling at my body in the mirror.

I pulled my phone into my pocket, waiting. The man who delivered a parcel to Emily already left and it makes me wonder what is taking her so long.

The thought of Emily escaping through the window only to run away from me scared the hell out of me. In a twinkle of an eye, I made my way to the door only to stop when the door was suddenly pulled open and a breathtaking Emily came out in a silver dress.

I was stunned, speechless and blood seemed to rush to my third leg because I suddenly became hard.

“You thought I ran away?" Emily asked as soon as she got to where I was.

My eyes seem to remain glued to Emily's body. The silver dress she wore accentuated her hips and curves in the right places. The upper part of the dress was carved in such a way that half of Emily's breasts were bouncing, fighting for dominance to be free from their restraint.

I looked at the dress, which stopped at her feet. A black high heels adorned her legs. The dress had a slit which stopped in the middle of her thighs.

No! Emily is never the type to wear makeup or dress too revealing like this, so what changed?

“You said we are in a hurry. We should go, Liam," Emily said and left,t, only to settle in the front seat.

I was lost for words and I was stunned to my bones to see Emily's new side. What happened?

What did I miss? I got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the penthouse.

Emily pulled out her phone and took some pictures inside the car. Even when I tried to feature inside, Emily pushed the phone away so that the camera wouldn't capture my face.

She stopped taking pictures and went to her W******p to check some messages. The nerve of this woman to act as if I wasn't here with her in the car. A notification came from the phone.

I pulled out my phone and drove with one hand, only to see that Emily had posted the pictures she had taken on I*******m.

But the caption was what caught my attention.

**I'M NOT WAITING FOR ANYONE TO COMPLETE ME, I'M ALREADY A WHOLE**

”What?" I scoffed in my mind only to scroll to see the comments. Emily sure has a lot of fans because she is also a comic book writer.

The girls were complimenting her beauty and some asked her why she doesn't wear makeup before.

I turned off the phone and looked ahead of me. Emily was even giggling beside me as she replied to some people on her W******p.

God! I want to take that phone away from her hand and push her to the back seat for hot sex to let her remember who she belongs to.

My knuckles were on the verge of turning white because of the way I gripped the steering wheel, but Emily was having a nice time chatting.

I drove to the hall at the speed of light and stopped at where the cars were parked. I got out of the car, ready to open the car door for Emily.

Meanwhile, Emily had already gotten out of the car, looking ravishing in her silver dress. The sun was already about to set but that didn't hide Emily's beauty.

My gaze fell on Emily's back, and it took me a minute to get the fact that I was staring at Emily's bareback. The tattoo in the middle of her back defined her thin back sexually.

I am the only one allowed to see that. That stunning beautiful tattoo.

I would have thrown Emily a coat just to cover herself but not until I saw my father working towards us. Maybe not us but they just got to the hall like everyone.

”What are you waiting for Liam? We need to get inside and..."

“Woah. You look breathtaking in this dress, Emily," I said, cutting Emily off.

Emily seemed surprised by my sudden outburst, but I didn't want her to ask me why. I have never complimented Emily's dress, not even on our wedding day.

I don't love Emily but her body is not something a mortal man could resist. My father was already getting closer to us, and the paparazzi seemed to have sensed our presence.

I need to do what I am best at, which is pretending to be a dotting husband. Emily seemed to be occupied with understanding the situation. Before she could ask me what was wrong, I drawled Emily by her waist only to slam her back against the car door in a twinkle of an eye.

”What are you doin..."

Whatever question Emily was going to ask got swallowed when I slam my lips over hers. Her eyes widened in shock as she pressed her two hands against my chest to push me away but I didn't stop.

Emily is a wild vixen. She is a seductress. My very own seductress because she is irresistible. I'm sure she is going to slap me, but I'm addicted to Emily's lips, and it scared me.

”Mhm" Emily uttered in between the kiss but that sounded like a pleasant moan in my ears and blood rushed to my dick.

I am addicted to her

I am under Emily's spell.

I am utterly enamored with Emily, and I don't think I can stop, fuck!