Playboy’s Secret Wife by IndusLeo Chapter 21

“Save your fiance honey,” I drawl at her and leave the party.
I will go mad if I have to bump into her or Caleb one more time. I cannot believe how easily he said he wants to break-off the engagement and marry me.
F7ucker. I hate him all over again.
I tell dad that I am going to the hotel and will come to the brown mansion at night with
my luggage.
“Oh honey, Orin will pick it up. You don’t have to-,” he says, but I cut him in the middle. “Dad, I have to meet Lena. I will come home before midnight… We will talk tomorrow. “I
assure him.
I walk towards my car in the parking lot, feeling quite triumph about the night. As I sit in my car, a knock at my car window startles me.
“Hey! Can you give me a lift?”
My heartbeat quickens as I see Hot Jerk from 903 standing there.
I stay frozen in my spot, shell-shocked.
“You owe me one after that night in my room after all,” He says and I flush all over
again.
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He paces towards the passenger seat and hops in while I still gape at him.
He wears the seatbelt and asks,” I hope you are going to the hotel, Right?”
I nod and start the car, trying to focus. Something is odd. He is distracting me. What is
it? His clothes, or is it his voice?
It’s smooth. Too smooth. I feel a heat rush through my body.
What the hell is wrong with me? I think to myself as I turn the AC up.
It’s inappropriate. M made out with me barely an hour ago on that da7mn balcony. Am I
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La mappropriate. in trauc vui mui te voiciy an hour ago un mai
still feeling h7orny after that encounter and this jerk has nothing to do with it?
I am behaving like a st7up7id slut. Just like Nikkie said.
F7uck.
I take a deep breath and turn the radio on.
“Not much of a talker, I guess,” he mutters.
“What were you doing here?” I ask him. “I hope you are not following me around.”
He chuckles, then turns the volume of the radio a little down and says, “I… work here.”
“You don’t seem so sure,” I say.
“It’s a new offer. I still have time to accept. I was here with my boss to inspect the
rooms.”
“Offer for?”
“Interior designer… They want to renovate the hotel rooms. It will be an… extensive
project.”
Is this why he is staying at a hotel?
“So I guess you will find an accommodation once you accept the offer.”
“Yes,” he says.
“What about you?” he asks.
“It was a family party.”
“Then why are you staying at the hotel?”
“I.. live in New York now.”
He hums.
I have an inkling sensation that I have heard his voice before. My heartbeat quickens as my mind tries to figure out if he is M.
Am I getting too desperate to find M?
I could simply ask him. But I like this game we have going. The game of the unknown.
If this guy sitting in front of me is M. I am not sure if I will be happy or disappointed.
I eye him again, then realize he has seen me naked in his bed. Oh G7od! I will die of
shame if he is indeed M.
But Wait a minute. M literally had his fingers inside me a few hours ago. I think to myself and blush all over again. My head is jumbled with thoughts.
“What happened?” Hot Jerk asks.
I swallow hard and say, “Your voice seems too familiar.”
He is not wearing any tie. M’s tie is in my purse.
“Are you hitting on me?” He smirks.
I roll my eyes at him. “I could drop you right here in the middle of the road, you
So ston heing cocky” I say and he laughs
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So stop being cocky.” I say and he laughs.
His laughter is too familiar.
“What is your name?”
“Oh, G7d!” he says, trying to catch his breath after laughing.
“It’s Liam. Liam Hemsworth.”
Hmm, No M or any kind of Miller.

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