Lilith's POV“What the fuck are you doing on Tinder?”As soon as I saw the message, my curiosity spiked. I didn’t even check the name or profile at first, I just clicked. Then, his name appeared: Bastian Lockhart. The profile picture showed off his mouth watering abs.What on earth? Bastian is on Tinder? Why? There are already so many women throwing themselves at him every day.“Uhm… shouldn’t that question be for you?” I clicked send. I wondered if I should play with him a little bit. That obsessive streak of wanting to test his patience and see if he will snap pulls at me. While I waited for his response, I couldn’t resist checking his profile. I found out he had just created it, just like me. I wondered if people would believe he was the real Bastian Lockhart. If they did, I imagined the flood of girls, and even some guys, sliding into his DMs. That thought made a pang of jealousy stir inside me.Suddenly, my mood shifted. I scrolled through my laptop, trying to distract myself fr
Bastian's POVThe moment I clicked send, waiting for her response, which never came, I started feeling frustrated. God, that girl is stubborn. She’s too young to be on Tinder.Well, technically, she’s not. As much as I hate to admit it, I’m jealous. If my body reacts to her in ways that drive me crazy, then every guy on Tinder will be flocking to her as they will be attracted too. Lilith is a gorgeous girl.I don’t know if I should feel good about creating a Tinder account last night. It wasn’t my intention to, but I just needed something to take my mind off her. Since work wasn’t helping, I thought flirting with someone my age might do the trick.My phone lights up, showing I’ve received a message. I pick it up swiftly, letting the tie around my neck dangle loosely. I unlock the phone, thinking it’s from Lilith. But no, it’s not. It’s a message from one of my directors, informing me about an interview happening on Monday.I’d like to handle that interview myself, as I need a new secr
Lilith's POVThe silence in the car was thick, almost unbearable. I can’t understand this man at all. Scottish men are known for being stubborn and unbearably dominating, so I guess I should have expected this. I just have to ignore whatever feelings I have for him. One minute he acts like he wants me, and the next, he sees me like a child that needs protection.“Are you really going to see an employee of mine, lass?” He glanced at me, dividing his attention between the road and our conversation. Irritation was palpable in his voice.“Of course,” I replied, just as my phone buzzed. I knew it was Tommy calling.“Why would you want to date an ordinary worker when you could have…” I didn’t let him finish, picking up the call to avoid his judgmental tone.“Hi, Tommy!” I greeted, trying to sound cheerful.“Hey, baby girl!” Tommy’s voice was filled with excitement.“Where are you? I’ve been waiting for you forever.”Tommy Heidegger was one of the few people I kept in touch with from Jammies
Bastian's POV“All I want is you, Bastian. Your touch, your caress, that’s the only protection I need.” All I could think of was Lilith's sad face. It haunted me that I was causing her pain. I look towards the direction she has walked towards, my blood ran cold the minute I did see her. Lilith.She was in the arms of a young man. The guy was hugging her so tight. Jealousy roared through me and every other common sense I had flew out the window of my SUV.I hated the fact that the young man was young, something I wasn't. Hated that he was handsome, not that I can't beat that. However, he had something I didn't. Youth.Whenever I am in close range with Lilith, all I can think about is how I am too old for her and how she deserves better. I wish I was that young man. I wish I wasn't thinking of a girl my daughter’s age. The thoughts of Lilith felt so wrong and right at the same time. Man, I did do anything for that little lass. I couldn't control myself as I saw the hands of the youn
Lilith's POV“Come with me.” Those were the only words Bastian said to me when he stood there looking at me so lost. I could have said no. I could have ignored and moved on yet I couldn't.I had placed my hand in his outstretched hands. I had gone with him so gullibly. When he told me during the drive to God knows when to go pack up, I had done that without saying anything. I felt so lost without him. I have been fighting this attraction for so long.I know I might be setting myself up for hurt, nevertheless, I was willing to risk it all. I looked at him. He was sitting across from me. I wanted to lean in, his suit was off, he was wearing a crisp white shirt that was tucked into his suit pants. The shirt was rolled up, the veins in his hands were so damn distracting. I want to trace my tongue around them. I peeked at a butterfly tattoo in his left arm. I didn't know he had tattoos. The veins and that one single tattoo was so maddening. I wanted to ruffle his hair that was perfectly i
Lilith’s POVDinner went on, but I couldn’t stop noticing Bastian’s mother's icy eyes watching me. She sat straight, her eyes were fixed on me as though she was trying to see through me and waiting for me to make a mistake or a fool of myself. The feeling was intense, and my chest tightened each time I caught her gaze. Nervousness was killing me and I was already experiencing indigestion. I have altogether lost my appetite but I had to continue eating so I don't look rude. What the heck am I doing here? I feel hands on my thighs. I instantly looked up and met the gaze of Bastian with a gentle smile and smoldering look that always warmed me up in his eyes. My face heated up and I knew I would be as red as the tomato sauce on the table. I returned his smile as I bowed my head shyly. I won't say I am a shy person but Bastian makes me feel heated up anytime he looks at me.Hellena finally looked at me and cleared her throat. “Lilith,” she said slowly, “tell me about your mother.”Her vo
Bastian's POVMy hands were trembling, no matter what I did, they wouldn't stop shaking. I don't want Lilith to see me this way. Even as she led me out of the dinning hall to my room, I wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings. I should be used to my mother's cursive ways by now. However, getting used to it is one thing but living it and knowing somehow, she is right is another. If I had not had that argument with Ellana that night, she wouldn't have driven off with Sofia. She wouldn't have gotten into an accident that took her life.I am a sick psycho. That's what I am. A selfish man, if I wasn't a selfish man, my daughter wouldn't have hated me. If I wasn't a selfish and cruel man, I wouldn't be yearning for my best friend's daughter.Yes, I am demented psycho. I hear Lilith’s voice calling out to me even with the loud ringing in my ear. I thought I was going to lose consciousness. I held onto the bed post. I needed my pills. I need them to calm me down.“Bastian, calm down
Lilith’s POV What?” More tears fell down her eyes. I use my tongue and lick them off.“I would rather be a source that drains all your sorrows than make you cry.”My heart still couldn't comprehend what Bastian was saying. I just let myself cry. I just cried for all the hurt I couldn't let out before my dad. The things I couldn't tell him.Why would such a man like Bastian be interested in me? I wanted to ask when it all began. I should be happy, but somehow, I am not. I feel responsible for amplifying his traumas. I was the only one who had seen Bastian cry when I was younger.I still remember that cruel day, I had returned from school. I had cried to my dad that I wanted to check up on uncle Bastian since he just lost his wife.Sofia had been so mad at his father, I was eight and she was five years old, yet she had that anger and hatred against her dad. She had insisted on staying with her grandparents, Ellana's parents.Bastian had not resisted because he was in pain and was blami
Bastian's POV I shouldn’t have been so rough with her yesterday. No matter how much I try to sugarcoat my desires and guilt, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m fucking my best friend’s daughterthe very girl he trusted me with. My phone rings, and it’s none other than Marcus, my best friend. I’ve been avoiding his calls ever since Lilith and I came to Scotland, unable to face my guilt and the knowledge of what I’ve been doing. I debate whether to answer or let it ring. Eventually, I decided to take the call. He must be worried about his daughter, especially, during the holiday season. I had planned to ask Lilith to spend Christmas with me, though I had only intended to stay in Scotland for two or three weeks at most. I quietly pull away from Lilith, not wanting to wake her. “Hi, buddy,” Marcus greets me. “Hi, bro,” I reply weakly, fresh guilt washing over me. I’ve wrestled with this over and over, the fact that I’m dating someone my daughter’s age. I’m no better than the pedophil
Lilith POV"Say that again, kitten," he drawled, his tone a perfect blend of menace and seduction. The way he looked at me, both dangerous and irresistibly sexy, sent a rush of heat and raw lust through my body, lighting a deep, aching longing I couldn't control."I don't have to say anything, Daddy. I want you, and I will have you." I looked up at him, watching the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. His already engorged cock seemed to grow even harder, and I couldn’t help myself, I licked my lips, desire burning through me.My insides craved to feel that thing again. He gripped my head, his eyes filled with so much lust it felt like he was devouring me whole. A shiver of anticipation ran through me at the thought of all the wonderful things he could do to me."Since you want this cock so much, I will give it to you. I’ll give you a second to pick a safe word," he drawled, tipping my chin upward so I was forced to look into his eyes.A safe word? What does he mean by safe wo
Bastian's POV Seeing her sleep so peacefully after everything that happened last night makes me want to wake her up again. Lilith came undone in my arms last night, and nothing has ever felt as good as watching her lose herself with me. I wanted her again, but I feared she might be sore from all the pounding her body endured. I softly kissed her temple. The tenderness of my own action surprised me. I guess I shouldn't be shocked that Lilith makes me feel this way. As she began to stir, I gently moved her closer into my open arms for a snuggle. She’s such a kitten. It’s only a matter of time before she starts purring. Then again, she did purr last night. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought. “It's Sunday, Ella. I want to sleep in,” she mumbled, pulling the blanket over us. I chuckled again at her cuteness. “You should wake up, kitten. You need food and some ointment. And just so you know, I’m not done with you yet.” Her eyes snapped open at that. She looked at me, and it wa
Bastian's POVThe knock came, sharp and deliberate, slicing through the stillness of the room. My chest tightened as I rose, each step deliberate, carrying the weight of the confrontation I already felt brewing. I knew who might be waiting on the other side.“Get some rest, Kitten. I’ll take care of it.” My voice was calm, though my mind churned. I leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her temple. Lilith's wide, questioning eyes locked on mine, her lips parting as if to speak.“I’ll handle this,” I repeated before she could say a word.The knock persisted, insistent, like a challenge. A flare of anger rose in me. I quickly pulled on my shirt, unwilling to let this disturbance unsettle her further. Lilith had already endured more than enough.Her silence lingered as she curled deeper into the bed. Turning away, I opened the door, bracing myself. My expectations were met; two figures stood there. The stylist I’d called earlier shifted awkwardly with her equipment, while my mother stood st
Bastian's POV"Use words, kitten," I urged again, my voice steady but commanding. I needed her to say it, to claim her desires with no room for misinterpretation. But Lilith, lost in her haze of desire, remained defiant, her body arching and trembling as though words were beyond her reach."Tell me what you want, and it will be yours." I tipped her chin up, forcing her glazed eyes to meet mine."I want you," she finally whispered, her voice so soft it was barely audible. If I hadn’t been hanging on her every breath, I might have missed it."Good," I murmured, a slow smile spreading across my lips. "If you want me, then you can have me, but I need you to be detailed." My intention was clear; I wouldn’t let her off easily, not tonight.Lilith's bashful demeanor was charming, but it wasn’t what I craved. I wanted the bold, fiery woman who’d pursued me relentlessly, tearing down every wall I’d built around myself. I wanted her unguarded, free to voice her deepest desires.Her cheeks flush
All I wanted to do was help myself, I wasn't expecting to see Bastian sitting on my bed looking at me with wild eyes that were devouring me. I don't want to wait. I wonder what will happen if I disobey him. What kind of punishment would he give me? The thought of having him punish me made me feel so unhinged and excited. I did not realize when my hand moved to my clit as I slowly massaged it, just as I liked it . The electrifying pleasure that shot through my body made my body spasm, I could feel my climax. I couldn't stop my finger as it sank deeply into my needing cunt. It went in and out. I tried holding my moan in. I didn't want him to hear me but I couldn't contain the sound of pleasure that came out of my mouth. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Bastian stepped in looking angry. The look on his face was scary. The desire was palpable but he wasn't joking when he said, he didn't like being disobeyed. He watched me like a wolf watches his prey. My hand froze inside my
Bastian's POV The minute I stepped into her room and saw her sitting in that seductive manner, I knew I was going to have her as a meal before the dinner party. She started laughing loudly, I couldn't help but admire her beauty. She is indeed very beautiful. The chandelier light shimmered around her and gave her hair a flaming glow. The fire in the corner of the room added a cozy warmth, but I knew the heat building in me had nothing to do with the heater. It had more to do with the little vixen on the bed that was laughing hysterically. It was about an hour later. Carrying out the devilish thoughts in my mind that I began to unbind her from the bedpost. I folded her in a hug, inhaling her wonderful fruity scent with a touch of vanilla fragrance. I just couldn't get enough of her and since I finally was able to tell myself that I couldn't do without her and wanted her and was willing to do away with years of friendship with Marcus, I have been able to ignore the guilt. I know s
Lilith’s POVI couldn’t hold back my giggles. The whole situation with Ella was so ridiculous that it had me laughing out loud without even realizing it.“What’s so funny?” a familiar voice asked, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked up to find Bastian standing in the doorway of my room. He looked breathtaking, as always. Just seeing him there made my heart race.“You’re here!” I exclaimed, rushing to him. I threw my arms around him in a tight hug.“I thought you’d miss me, so I came back early,” he said, ruffling my hair affectionately. Bastian always felt like a safe haven, a lush, green forest where I could escape to. He was a green flag and I am a red carpet. It's a perfect match!“I missed you more than you can imagine,” I said, flirting as I inhaled his scent. He smelled amazing, a mix of masculine musk and the intoxicating cologne he always wore.“Hmm… that’s the best thing I’ve heard all day.” His voice was smooth, and before I could respond, he leaned in and kissed me. It wa
Lilith’s POVThe food on the table looked so good, but neither of us had an appetite. I watched as Rebecca kept crying, and even though I wanted to comfort her, I couldn’t. I needed answers, to understand what really happened.“I’m sorry. I just can’t help but tear up when I talk about this,” she said, trying to brush it off. I didn’t like how she made light of it when it was clearly hurting her.“How did my dad meet my mom?” I asked, steering the conversation back to the real questions.“They met through my brother.” She looked at me, and I could tell there was more to it than she was letting on.“What are you hiding?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t hold back.“My brother and your father went on a double date, a blind date actually. My brother suggested it after countless rejections from my mother…” she said, trailing off.“Why would Bastian suggest that?” I muttered, not realizing I’d said it out loud.“Your father and I were madly in love. After my mother