A Plan in Motion

                                    

                                          
Liam held Alex close in his arms, their bodies tangled together as the sun rose on a new day. Alex's behavior had shifted; he was more sensitive and possessive than ever. Throughout the night, Alex clung to Liam, refusing to let go even for a second. Liam whispered reassurances, promising that he was his and wasn't going anywhere.
Witnessing Alex's earlier attempt to harm himself had shaken Liam. He realized that Alex might have developed self-harming instincts due to all the trauma he had endured. Now, Alex didn't care about anyone else—he just wanted Liam by his side. Even if it meant letting go of his revenge, Alex was ready; he couldn't bear to see Liam with Veronica.
"I can't see you with her, Liam," Alex whispered, his voice trembling. "I'll do anything to keep you by my side."
Liam nodded, understanding the depth of Alex's anguish. "I promise, Alex. I'll avoid her as much as possible. You're the only one for me."
They devised a plan to get rid of Veronica and gain acceptance from their families and friends. The wedding was in two days, and they needed that time to gather evidence and prepare everything. They agreed to act as they had before, pretending nothing had changed.
The next morning, Alex left Liam's room through the window, gathering all his courage. He re-engaged in the wedding preparations, but each task felt like torture. Meanwhile, Liam tried to keep everything under control, but Veronica's touchy behavior made it difficult.
Whenever Veronica found an excuse to touch him, Liam tried to avoid her, but his efforts often failed. Alex, watching from a distance, struggled to maintain his composure. His jealousy was overwhelming, and Liam noticed the worry in Alex's eyes. The breaking point came when Alex, holding a glass of water, crushed it in his hand out of anger, causing blood to ooze from his palm. No one noticed except Liam.
Alex ran to his room, and Liam quickly excused himself, following him. He found Alex crying, hugging himself, and scratching his skin until it bled, muttering, "Liam is mine, and only mine."
Panic gripped Liam. He locked the door behind him and rushed to Alex, who was sitting in the corner of the room with his head down. Liam hugged him, trying to comfort him, but it was as if Alex couldn't hear him. Desperate, Liam forcefully made Alex look at him and kiss him deeply until they were both breathless. This seemed to help; Alex stopped harming himself but remained in a trance.
Liam's worry deepened. He needed to make Alex feel loved and safe. Without caring about their plan, Liam decided to make love to him, hoping it would bring him back.
He kissed Alex softly, his lips trailing down Alex's neck, whispering reassurances between each kiss. "You're mine, Alex. I'm not going anywhere."
Alex began to respond, his hands gripping Liam's shoulders. Liam undressed them both, their bodies pressing together. He initially moved slowly, wanting to show Alex how much he loved him. Alex's breathing quickened, his body arching into Liam's touch.
"Liam... please," Alex whispered, his voice filled with need.
Liam's movements became more urgent, his kisses more passionate. He entered Alex gently, their bodies moving in perfect sync. Alex's hands roamed over Liam's back, pulling him closer. Each thrust was a promise, each kiss a reassurance.
Their lovemaking was intense, driven by the need to heal and connect. Alex's cries filled the room, a mix of pleasure and desperation. Liam matched his pace, their bodies moving together in a dance of passion and love.
Hours passed, and Alex finally fell asleep, exhausted but calmer. Liam knew he couldn't let this happen again. He called his trusted gang member, instructing him to pretend to be Alex and leave the estate, citing urgent company business.
To ensure Alex's safety, Liam moved him to the gang's headquarters. He would visit Alex every night, ensuring his mate felt loved and protected.
With everything in place, Liam kissed Alex's forehead. "We'll get through this, love. Together."
Alex, half-asleep, murmured, "Together."