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 all three of us in hiding!” He roared and pushed Christopher away who was trying to stop him from slapping me again.

make sude she was okay!” He sneered angrily

escaping 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

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

like he liked Sergio that much. He’ll see that I only moved an obstacle

preventing us from being together. He’ll see

didn’t know she’d fucking go on a hunt for blood! She looked

acting all innocent. Didn’t you kill a man last

control. 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

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 into

getting caught.”

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

furrowed.

investigator manage to sneak into the premises and got photos of dad

“Why didn’t

busy trying to escape before the cops got you?”

I squirmed.

love 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

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

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

away and enters the door leading