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.

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

too! You dropped her off! You were suppsed to make sude she was okay!”

the chaos 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

I already missed Aiden so much. I was certain he’d forgive me for

that much. He’ll see that I only moved an obstacle in our

us from being together. He’ll see

for blood! She looked

dry and mocking. “You two are acting all innocent.

cleaned up after ourselves. You see even if Aiden went to the

this. I told you I wanted Aiden but you keep pushing it back. I had to take matters into my

by getting caught.” Dad hissed.

you know in what difficult situation you put me in? And what about those damn photos Aiden got of us three? Do you know how much cleanup I have to do with

brows furrowed. “Photos?”

that the private investigator manage to sneak into the premises

from my face. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

escape before

I squirmed.

way. I know it. This doesn’t change

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

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 fucking ruined

his face. Taking his glass of brandy he rose to his feet. “I need a fucking rest. Take care of your sister Chris. Try to not make her kill someone

and enters the door leading to a private room.