Cruel Destiny

Natasha POV

Just like I had always imagined, it was a beautiful house. A big fountain was in the middle of the garden where it could be seen from the entrance.

There were two guards outside who won't let anyone inside until Liam told them to.

I cleared my throat and dragged my bag with me and stood in front of them.

They gave me a curious look but their face was not masked with bitterness.

"I want to meet Mr. Liam," I told them politely.

They looked at each other than said "What's your name, Ma'am"

"Natasha," I told them my name with hesitation.

They repeated the name on a device that was connected to their ear and waited for a few seconds.

"Ma'am your name is not on the list. I am sorry we couldn't let you meet, Mr. Liam," one of the guards told me with a sorry face.

I sighed and looked up to them while tucking a strand behind my ear which had fallen on my face.

"Can you please tell Mr. Liam that I want to meet him?" I pleaded with them.

He sighed and pulled out his phone and called someone. I couldn't hear the person who was on the other side.

"You can go inside Ma'am," he said and opened the door for me.

I gave him a small smile and said "Thank you."

I walked past them and left my bag there on the main door as it was heavy to carry around.

The distance to his house was short for which I am glad. When I reached the main door of the big house, I saw that it was already open.

I let out a deep breath and stepped inside while hugging myself to calm my nerves.

As soon as I ambled inside, I was greeted by the warmness of the house.

As I had imagined the furniture of the house was screaming luxury.

It was mostly black just and it resembles the heart of the owner of the house.

I looked around and saw Liam in a corner in front of the minibar. He was drinking slowly that too in the twilight.

Oh, God. He has been drinking. The last thing I wanted to do was face a drunk Liam.

I walked toward him, he must have heard my footsteps because he turned to face me.

He was looking in a very bad condition. He should be happy because he has ruined my life.

Then why was he sad. It must be one of his dramas to gain some sympathy.

His clothes were disheveled and unironed. His eyes were red and glassy indicated that he was slightly drunk.

His hair was messed up, falling on his face. There was no doubt that he was looking like shit.

"Natasha," I heard him calling my name.

The surprise in his voice indicated that he didn't know that I was here.

"Why did you do that with me?" I asked him the question which has been eating me alive.

opened his mouth to say something but he stopped when he couldn't answer

you. You knew that I have no one still, you did that knowingly that I would fall

took my virginity which I had been saving for my husband or someone who loves me.

left me after fucking me in the middle of a forest. What if some animal had attacked

anything. But the thing I noticed was

last time I saw was the same too. He should be dancing in happiness that he had successfully broken

of your entire staff. Do you have any idea what I was feeling at that

a whimper left my mouth when I

I showed him my palm and

fear. I had nightmares about that night.

about our daughter. What

he whispered

you

shook his head but I quickly spoke "You knew you were

Liam. I loved you, that's why I slept with you. I don't even know

"why did you send that corrupt officer at my home who was asking me to fuck him so

looked surprised at that but again I spoke before he could. I would let

restaurant? Why did you force the

that I had no money and that place was the

What are you- I have never -" "stop don't call

at him. He was looking stunned and

I have done that before so

on my belly and asked

in the streets with a newborn baby. I can't even protect myself then how could I even protect a newborn

the tears which had fallen while letting my frustration out. I

don't love you anymore. Loving you is

with your child. Have you ever

a flick of sadness on his face, I continued "No right. Why? Just because she is rich. You are a fucking hypocrite,

for that girl who had helped me. She is a sweetheart. And she and her baby are not

"You made me hate myself for

poor girl's heart. She loves you. Be a good husband to her. She doesn't

heaven

for good. I won't come back again. I am begging you, please don't bother us

Not because you deserve it. Just because

I

bag was. Surprisingly I am feeling very

to close this chapter

I hope I

.

.

.

like a mother for all

I am leaving. She told me that she has to talk to me, so she

sitting in the

dollars in cash for which I

to worry about food and

a sad smile on her. She

and said, "I

and said, "It just

not here to judge you, dear. You know that. I want to tell you something. Your brother

heard the word from her mouth.

noticed the panicked look on my face

is rich and he had said that he had been

letter out of her pocket and said "The letter was delivered to me by that