Hidden Feelings

Chapter 1

Steffy POV

Steffy's long dark hair was up in a high ponytail. Her beautiful face was devoid of all make-up. She'd taken Liam's shit for the last time. Done. She was finished with him for good. Hope could enjoy him. Steffy and their daughter, Kelly would be fine without Liam having an active role in their lives. She was stronger on her own. Wiser.

Bill had been right. He'd warned Steffy far too many times about Liam's indecisive ways. Steffy hasn't wanted to listen. She thought she knew better. Well, the joke had been on her. She'd been blinded by her so called love for Liam. No. She didn't love Liam anymore. In fact, Steffy doubted if she ever loved him at all.

Steffy's mind went to Bill. Always Bill. The only man Steffy could truly trust happened to be Bill Spencer. Yes, he was evil and ruthless, but he loved Steffy. He'd never stopped loving Steffy. Bill thought about his and Steffy's future every second of the day. He'd told her. She believed him. He didn't give her any reasons to ever question his sincerity. Believing in him was all she had left.

Steffy no longer cared about what others thought of her. She wasn't perfect. She'd never been. She didn't want to be. There wasn't anything wrong with being imperfect. She made a pact with herself, she would no longer live by other people's standards, especially Liam's. Who were they to judge her? Were they not just as guilty of committing sins themselves? Of course sleeping with Bill had been a lapse in her better judgment. However, Steffy wasn't sorry that intense night with Bill had taken place.

She'd needed him. Wanted him so badly. She'd always wanted him. Had never stopped desiring Bill. She could still remember all the ways in which he took her body. Taken her body to new heights, heights she didn't know even existed. He'd been so hard, so hard inside of her, thrusting deep and precisely. Their moans and groans had echoed around the bedroom. They had been so rough, animalistic in terms of trying to dominate the other.

In the midst of their profound fucking, Steffy had climaxed every time Bill had hit a particular spot inside her. Her inner walls had clasped down tightly on his huge pounding cock. She wanted to relieve the moment over and over again. One minute he'd been on top, then she'd been riding him unyieldingly as her mouth opened in silent screams, and then he'd been pushing in from the back of her while spreading her incredibly wide. At one point Steffy had feared he would spilt her in two, but she'd taken him. All of him. Every delicious inch.

Shaking her head clear of thoughts of Bill and their night together, Steffy went into Kelly's nursery to intend to her needs. Her heart filled with so much love for the little baby girl in her arms, cooing and making silly faces at her daughter. She still couldn't believe the fact that she, Steffy Forrester was a mother. Her daughter was her miracle. Kelly had no idea how much she was loved. Putting Kelly back into her crib, Steffy left the room quietly.

Making her way into the kitchen to threw together a meal last minute, Steffy changed courses as someone knocked at the door. She wasn't in the mood for company. Also, she wasn't dress to entertain. Steffy peered down at the loose fitted shirt, sung leggings, and the flats that graced her small feet. She looked like a walking disaster. Being gorgeous wasn't on her agenda today.

Steffy's heart accelerated as she opened the door and found Bill standing on the other side. A million thoughts bombarded her mind. She wasn't prepared to see him. Her eyes longingly ran over his handsome face and powerful body. The man was too sexy for words. The many things she wanted to do to him, things she didn't get to do that night. A night in which she'd betrayed Liam, her husband at the time. They were no longer married. Thank god for small blessings, Steffy's inner voice piped up.

While Steffy had been so busy looking him over, Bill had been doing the same. A smirk played across his mouth. A mouth she'd kissed passionately so many times in the past. They had been so wrapped up in one another. They were alike, right down to their very core. They clicked so well. They had always clicked so well.

"May I come in?" Bill asked, his eyes refused to leave her face. "I thought I'd stop by to check on you and Kelly".

Suddenly feeling tongue-tied, Steffy moved back to allow him in. She catalogued how he towered over her small curvy frame. She loved his height. She loved the way the light reflected off his dark thick hair. She'd loved running her fingers through those silky locks of his. Aside from his dark hair and eyes, Steffy loved his goatee the most. God, her pussy ached for him. It didn't matter that she wasn't medically cleared for sex yet. Bill still got her panties wet.

Damn him.

Of course he knew where her thoughts had been. That knowing glint appeared in his dark eyes. Bill had always been able to read her. He knew her inside and out, just like she knew him. She was in trouble. Big trouble.