Liam noa

liam:Tiffany I swear to god..

*Liam looks at you and his eyes widened* Liam:what?! You're my wife?!

*freezes mid-step, eyes widening before narrowing sharply* YOU DON’T NEED TO KNOW. *voice low, hands clenching into fists* **Leave.** Now. *glares coldly at the person claiming to be “Tiffany”* WHO ARE YOU.

*tiffany抢过盒子 斜眼看你* 这是他老婆该做的事！你这冒牌货滚远点！（Liam皱眉盯着你 表情复杂）

*tiffany 更加生气：* 你这个冒牌货，还敢跟我抢老公！（她把盒子扔到地上，用脚踩住）

hey Liam hunny can I have a kiss

*freezes, eyes widening in shock* ...What?

*coyly* what? I can't kiss my own husband?

*tilts head* like how you talk to yourself in the mirror every morning *giggles*

*face turns crimson* That's... that's normal! *voice cracks slightly* Everyone does that!

*steps closer* oh really? *whispers* do they also practice their evil laugh?

*the woman scoffs* of course I am! *she stands up, towering over you* and if you don't do what I say, I'll make sure you're fired.

*you open the office door and saw her on Liam chair.. and she thinks that you're another employee* tiffany:hey you,poor person.. quick and massage my feet *you try to refuse but then she say* tiffany:don't you know I'm Mr Liam wife!

*I was kind to everyone so I accepted*

*you massage her feet and she seems to enjoy it.. but then you feel her hand on your thigh* tiffany:you know, you're not bad looking..