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.

medication Lillian! Now you have all three of us in hiding!” He roared and

make sude she was okay!” He sneered angrily and pointed

we left behind to an island where it was safe. I didn’t know how long we were going to

was certain he’d forgive me for

that much. He’ll see that I

was preventing us from being together. He’ll see that. He

a hunt for blood! She looked fine to me

are acting all innocent. Didn’t you kill a

after ourselves. You see even if Aiden went to the cops, they would find nothing on

leaning back into the leather seats. “Don’t blame me for this. I told you I wanted Aiden but you keep pushing it back. I had to take matters

by getting caught.” Dad

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

brows furrowed.

sneak into the premises and got photos of dad and I fucking you. He sent it to Aiden. He

“Why didn’t you tell

to escape before the cops got

I squirmed.

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

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

lost your doctor’s license. Lost your reputation and you care about the public seeing us fucking you.” Dad snorted. “You should fucking care about actually being able to step foot on America’s soil again after the shit you just pulled. You

of brandy he rose to his feet. “I need a fucking rest. Take care

and enters the door leading to a private