She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Scarlett’s POV

Lilith needs money.

She never shows that part of her life to us. She is the kind of person who would take a student loan and three part–time jobs and never mention it to us. But she paid up that loan already and she just got a decent job. What could make her come for money like this?

“What’s the plan?” Lucas asks, his eyes on the fight, “I understand your worry, but your friend has the upper hand.”

“She just took a punch!” I hiss at him.

“Well, it’s still a fight,” Lucas rolls his eyes, his tone admiring: “She’s tough though. She would rather take a harder blow with her body rather than one on her face. To hide her secret, I assume?”

I lower my eyes, can’t look at the fight anymore.

I don’t know what to do. I have always respected her decision on this matter, but if she is taking such a risk for money, is it still okay to not intervene? But even if I wanted to help, I don’t know if I could, or if she would even take it. Telling her that I know about this might end up only hurting her.

“Let’s find those two first,” I turn around, mainly just to escape from the ring, “I want to know what they are here for.”

And I want to know what Oliver Scott meant by Lilith being Damian Vanderbilt’s “pet“.

too much time, making our way to them through the crowd did. They sat on the highest seat, close the range. Their fancy, spotless suits made them stand out from the crazy crowd around them. Lucas and I sneak below their seat, even so, it’s hard

voice sounds taunting, “You pay your woman so poorly that they have to do

but it’s drowning in a

are not going to help?” Oliver Scott exclaims in surprise, “I thought this one was special.” This one. How many

it’s hard to see anything from under the seats. I exchange

a joking tone,

voice cold and impatient, “She is MINE.” His voice is calm, but

scary power of warning.

laughs, nudging Damian Vanderbilt with his shoulder in a

being TO0 possessive. Do you think I would help

this,” Concluding, Damian Vanderbilt stands up, buttoning his suits in a

have something

is obvious,

Vanderbilt turns around, apparently giving

not intimidated, “You can chase me out, but can you call off this whole crowd? I might

a “pet“, and even if she’s willing, he is not being a proper sugar daddy!

he nods, making way for