"Did you see her with another man? You're accusing her so bluntly. What if that man is just a friend of hers? Geez, you're obviously still affected by every action of hers. Why don't you just reconcile with her and bring peace to your mind," Jorge commented but Liam did not respond. He gulped the wine in his glass in one go instead.

  Soon, Lana came back with Miley and this time around Liam remained silent. Lana was already so drunk that Miley looked at Liam and said, "How about you two go ahead first? Lana is drunk."

  Senior Sy crumpled his face and instructed, "You both should just sleep here tonight. I will arrange a room for Lana. "

  "I will do it, father! I will escort Lana to one of the guest rooms," Miley offered and helped Lana to get up from the chair and dragged her inside the mansion.

  "I want to drink more Miley," Lana complained in her drunken stupor. She wanted more alcohol because Liam was totally ignoring her and whenever he spoke, she could feel the mockery in his words. It was too annoying but she knew she deserved getting hurt by his words.

  Miley sighed and ignored her. She dragged Lana to her room.

  "This is your chance. Change into one of my sleepwear and I'll walk you to my brother's room." Miley encouraged her with an evil grin. If something was to happen between the two of them, it would make things so much easier. Her brother Liam would surely not dismiss Lana anymore or made things difficult for her.

  Lana quickly cleaned up and changed into the nightgown Miley gave her. She was drunk indeed but she felt a little bit sober. The drinks made her feel more confident and careless.

  Mile left her in Liam's room, the room she was used to sleeping in with him whenever they were at Sy mansion. She immediately jumped on his bed and hugged Liam's pillow as if it was him.

  "I miss you so much Liam…" she whispered with longing. She was still awake when she heard the door of their room opening. Lana quickly closed her eyes. She felt the bed lowering and Lana inwardly felt joy knowing it was Liam.

  After some minutes, assuming Liam to be asleep already, Lana opened her eyes. But to her surprise, she met Liam's eyes. He laid on his side facing her. He was staring at her and whispered, "Why?"

  Lana did not respond so Liam asked once more, "Why?"

  Lana sighed and touched Liam's face. She knew that he was asking why she left. She already had her explanation ready because she knew he would ask her for a reason but it would only sound like an excuse.

  "I am really sorry Liam…" were the only words she could utter. Liam's eyebrows knitted and then a frustrated sigh escaped his mouth. He moved to get up but Lana held him.

  "Stay here," she whispered and hugged him.

  "Please don't get mad at me anymore. I will do better this time…" Lana whispered. She wanted to let him know about her struggles but for some reason, she was having a hard time figuring out where to begin.

  "It's not that easy, Lana… You're drunk. Go to sleep. I will sleep on the couch instead." Liam whispered and Lana let him slip away from her grasp.

  She bit her lip because she knew it would not be that easy. She would probably tell Liam everything but not in a drunken state.

  'Drunken state?' she mused. Yes, she was in a drunken state so could she possibly take this opportunity to show Liam how much she longed for him by other means?

  She watched Liam walk towards the couch and lay there.

  Lana got up and followed him…


  "What are you doing?" Liam asked with a furrowed forehead. Lana gave him her sweetest smile and said, "I want to sleep with you."

  Without any further words, she pounced at him.

  "What ar…" Liam breathed but Lana captured his lips, not giving him room to utter any more words. Lana was not out of her mind even though she was undeniably drunk.

  She took her time as she kissed him gently, savoring the lips she had been missing for a year.

  Liam was frozen. He was once again flabbergasted, astounded by how boldly Lana was acting. But then he thought it could be just because she was drunk. He tried to stop her with all the control he could gather by gently pushing her away.

  "Stop. You're drunk," he gasped in his hoarse tone.

  Lana smiled and all of a sudden rolled over on top of Liam. She touched his lips with her fingers, trailing its lines as she whispered, "I missed these lips for one whole year. How dare you stop me at this rate?!"

  She too was actually surprised with her confidence, but it was the alcohol that helped her express herself boldly like this.

  Liam was not breathing at all. Lana's warmth on his and her scent so close to him, was driving him crazy and he could not concentrate to think of a way to get out of her trap.

  Yes, he felt like he was entering a trap…A trap laid out, once again, by the woman who he missed and longed for all his life. Could he take advantage of this moment and somehow go with the flow and ignore all the remaining pride he had?

  "Don't you miss me at all?" Lana asked with pouted lips, leaning closer and closer to his lips. Liam parted his lips to say something but he suddenly halted. His eyes met hers and in that snap of a second, his hand grabbed Lana's nape and pulled her in for a deep kiss.

  It was like he was released from his own cage. He hungrily took Lana's lips. The lips that had haunted him for years…


  He forgot about any inhibitions and drowned himself in the burning passion each of them had for each other. He missed her so much that he took his time touching her body even though she still wore a nightgown.

  He inwardly swore because the nightgown was so thin that he could feel her almost naked before him.

  "I want you…" he heard Lana whisper in his ear.