The Girl He Craves

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Lillian’s pov

My head whips to the side violently, my breathing quickening as I felt the powerful blow of his palm on my cheek.

“Dad.” Christopher uttered and stopped dad from slapping me across my face again.

I slowly brought my hand to my burning inflamed cheek and turn to face my visibly furious father.

I blinked. Tears now streaming down my face.

“Look at what you’ve done!” He snarled and pointed at the TV.

The news channel showcased a photo of Sergio Harrington. One of his maids found him dead on the cold hard floor where I left him.

The picture of Sergio is replaced with a short footage of my car entering his premises.

It zoomed in, showing my side profile. When I turned my entire face was on full display.

Though the footage was black and white, even a fool would know it was me who entered his house last and before he was presumed dead.

“I wasn’t thinking dad. I went to his place only to speak. I swear by it. He just got me so angry-

A loud echoing slap on my cheeks made my head whip to the side again. My cheek stung terribly.

Lillian! Now you have all three of us in hiding!” He roared and pushed Christopher away

make sude she was

we left behind to an island where it was safe. I didn’t know how long we were going to stay on that island until things died out and until dad manage to fix things.

was certain he’d forgive me for

Sergio that much. He’ll see that

together. He’ll see that.

hunt for blood! She looked fine to me when I dropped her off!” Christopher snapped furiously.

was dry and mocking. “You two are acting all

would’ve known it was us. We cleaned up after ourselves. You see even if Aiden went to the cops, they would find nothing on us.

seats. “Don’t blame me for this. I told you I wanted Aiden but you keep pushing it back. I had

getting caught.” Dad hissed.

situation you put me in? And what about those damn photos Aiden got of us three? Do you

brows furrowed. “Photos?”

snorted. “Oh right we forgot to mention to you that the private investigator manage to sneak into the premises and got photos of dad and I fucking you. He

face. “Why didn’t you

too busy trying to escape

I squirmed.

me either way. I know it. This doesn’t change

me even better. I’m not dirty.” I repeated, lifting up my knees to my chest and wrapping my arms around my knees.

Lost your reputation and you care about the public seeing us fucking you.” Dad snorted. “You should fucking care

down his face. Taking his glass of brandy he rose to his feet. “I need a fucking rest. Take

enters the door leading to a private room.