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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.

us in hiding!” He roared and pushed

You were suppsed to make sude she

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

I was certain he’d forgive me for killing

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

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

for blood! She looked fine to me when I dropped her off!”

dry and mocking. “You two are acting all innocent. Didn’t you kill a man last night too?”

No one 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. But you. You didn’t think!”

I told you I wanted Aiden

caught.” Dad

what about those damn photos Aiden got of us three? Do you know how much cleanup I have to do with

furrowed. “Photos?”

the private investigator manage to sneak into the premises and

from my face. “Why didn’t you

escape before the cops got

I squirmed.

I know it. This doesn’t

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

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 fucking ruined the plans.”

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

away and enters the door leading to

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