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.

hiding!” He roared and pushed Christopher away who

were suppsed to make sude she was okay!”

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

was certain he’d forgive me

like he liked Sergio that much. He’ll see

preventing us from being together. He’ll

looked fine to me when I

and mocking. “You two are acting all innocent. Didn’t you kill

narrowed. “We had this one under 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 on us. But you.

told you I wanted Aiden but you keep pushing it back. I

getting caught.”

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

brows furrowed.

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 sent it to Aiden. He knows

drains from my face. “Why didn’t

were too busy trying to escape before

I squirmed.

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

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

you.” Dad snorted. “You should fucking care about actually being able to step foot

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

door