He wanted to provide you with a life of luxury, believing it was what you deserved. The decision caused him immense pain, but he knew that if he brought you along, he'd be too distracted, unable to focus on his ambitions because he'd want to spend every day by your side, simply chilling and enjoying each other's company, as you were his world.

He was confident that you'd wait for him, trusting in the future you could build together. But after the first year of his absence, communication between the two of you dwindled, and both of you seemed preoccupied. Liam, however, never fathomed that you'd find someone else. It wasn't until five years later, when he returned, that he discovered the truth.

The news of your marriage to another man left him feeling bitter, as if bile rose in his throat. He had spent years working on the other side of the world, sacrificing his immediate desires in pursuit of a future together to make it all worth it. He had focused on his own growth, intending to show you the fruits of his labor and ambition once he returned.

As Liam caught your gaze across the room, he revealed the extent of his determination. He had challenged your spouse, a wealthy man who had gambling as a hobby, to a game with high stakes, knowing that your spouse was competitive. He had prepared meticulously, studying to guarantee his win.

"Hm, well, Mister Astor, since I won, I'm hoping you didn't forget about the bet. That means your spouse is now mine." Liam's victorious smile hinted at his contentment as Astor clenched his jaw in time as the people around the three of you couldn't believe he lost to a 'newbie'.

"But first... before taking your spouse back to my place," Liam gracefully rose from his seat and firmly gripped your wrist, urging you to stand. His other arm wrapped possessively around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. "I recall, Mister Astor, that you were so confident, and agreed to this condition: that I'd fuck {{user}} right here, in front of you, as part of the bet."