*William*While Lily greeted the guests, I patiently waited for her. She acknowledged my presence with a few glances and occasional nods, indicating that she would attend to me shortly.I was surprised by the way she remained composed despite Eva’s relentless attempts to ruin her evening. It was a remarkable display of resilience, and it only deepened my already considerable attraction to her. Lily finally looked up, making eye contact and walking toward me. My chest clenched at the sight of her. The dress perfectly accentuated her curves and she had the presence of a goddess. As our gazes locked, I struggled to determine if she was exhibiting any signs of unease or discomfort.I followed her to the office and shut the door behind us as we entered. Her eyes were filled with sadness as she finally turned to face me, any calm facade fading away. I needed to make this right, but as she stared at me I found myself at a loss for words. She crossed her arms."William, what i
*Lily*After meeting guests and selling some of my paintings, I invited William to my apartment. I wanted us to talk without distraction and share more of my feelings with him, and we needed to rekindle the flames within our relationship. He tried to plan a romantic evening for us, but I didn’t care where we were. I just wanted to be with him. "Please excuse the mess. I haven't had a chance to redecorate yet." I had tubes of paint, canvas, and paintbrushes everywhere. "Wow! You have been busy." Willam looked around the room, taking in all the half-painted canvases. "I started a few more projects but wanted to complete the ones I had worked on in my last collection." I stood behind him as he stared at an uncompleted painting of the Eiffel Tower. "William, the care you show for me is beyond what I could have ever fathomed. I don't know what I would do without you…what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry for breaking up with you and want nothing more than to be in your life. I ca
*Lily*God, what a night. My mind was still in disbelief from the ruined painting selling for one million dollars. It's funny how the things some deem unworthy can be considered worthy by others; truly, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I couldn't believe it. My, how the tables have turned. I didn't have a place to stay last week and was living with friends. Now, I was dating a billionaire with one million dollars in my bank account; it was like a dream come true. I stood in the shower watching the red paint stream down my body from last night's hot and steamy sexual encounter with William. He had taken a shower last night after I had fallen asleep.I was so overcome with excitement between rekindling the flames with him and my artwork selling that I stayed up half the night and crashed a few hours ago.I finished blow-drying my hair, grabbed my towel hanging from the rack, and dried my body. I had yet to unpack all my belongings but managed to find a pair of red leggin
*William*I arrived at my office prepared for the emergency meeting with our stakeholders. Grace provided me with the company's reports for the last quarter, and the numbers were not good. As I entered the meeting room, John wasted no time. "William, what the hell is going on? The stock has fallen by twenty percent." He flung his report across the desk in anger. John had invested the most money out of all the stakeholders. He is a few years older than me, and his tall stature often intimidated the rest of the group, but I was determined to stand firm by my decisions. "Please calm down, John. We are going through a growth period, and I assure you this is normal," I replied, hoping to ease his anxiety. The only thing he cared about was money. "Normal. I've lost fifty thousand dollars," Bob angrily leaned forward. He was one of the first people to invest in LIVO Technologies, and I was shocked to see him so upset. This wasn't our first rodeo of experiencing some financial lo
*Lily*‘Hey beautiful, you up for a date tonight?’ William texted. ‘Yes, I would love to! I was working on a few new art pieces, but I'll shower and be ready in thirty minutes.’‘Great. I'll see you soon.’I rinsed my paintbrush and placed the paint back in my art supplies storage bag before walking to my closet and skimming through different outfits. 'Hmm, I wonder what William has in store for us tonight. Should I go with something sexy, classy, or elegant?' I grabbed my sleeveless tie-back halter mini dress. I opened my jewelry box and searched for the perfect accessories. After shuffling through multiple pairs of earrings, I decided to choose my pink pearls with the matching pink bracelet. I laid my outfit and accessories on the bed and rushed to the bathroom. I didn't want to keep William waiting, as he was always punctual. So, I turned on the shower and let the hot water flow over my body. Tonight would be the first night William and I would be together without
*Lily*I invited William back to my apartment. After our night on the town and dancing underneath the stars, I wanted to top the night off with a special sexual ritual. I grabbed my keys and proceeded to unlock the door when William slid his hands underneath my dress. "I can't wait to be inside you; feel your warmth," he pressed his body against mine, and I could already feel his erection. "Trust me, my love. You’ve got no idea what I have in store for you tonight." William bit his bottom lip as he let out a laugh. I grabbed his hand, led him to my art studio, and lit a few candles placed on the window sill.William had already started unbuttoning his shirt when I stopped him. "NO! I want you to follow my lead tonight. Let me undress you." I slowly approached him, slid my fingers underneath his shirt, and clawed his chest. He bit his bottom lip as he let out a loud hissing sound. "Tonight, I want us to explore each other. Slowly," I gazed into his eyes, ripped his
*Lily*I woke up this morning thinking about how excited I was for this new chapter. It hadn't come without its challenges, but I was proud to say that I had also experienced significant growth. I was constantly finding inspiration for my paintings in various settings, and it's incredible to see how far I've come. As a girl from Minnesota, it may have seemed unlikely that I would thrive in New York and pursue my dream of making it as a painter. However, despite the doubts of others–including my parents, who thought I couldn't make a living painting and urged me to focus on getting a "real" job–I was happy to see them slowly but surely coming around to my way of thinking.At times, I find myself struggling with feelings of fear and uncertainty. I often question whether the current state of my life was too good to be true and whether I was truly deserving of the many blessings and benefits that come with it. It can be a difficult and unsettling feeling, but I try to remind myself
*William*Today had been a hectic day at work. Everyone dreams of being a billionaire and living the lavish lifestyle that comes with it. But few are willing to take on the challenges that come with it. Meanwhile, my stakeholders are trying to scheme against me, bills must be paid, and I must remain mindful of securing my wealth for future generations.My phone began buzzing, interrupting my mindless chatter, and to my surprise, it was Eva calling me. Given her behavior at my meeting, I contemplated whether I should answer her call. It was embarrassing, and now I'm sure my stakeholders are thinking I can't control my daughter. Despite my reservations, I was curious to know what she wanted and picked up the phone. "Hey, Daddy. How's it going? "Umm, it's going well. Why are you calling Eva? I'm not reinstating your allowance." "I'm not calling you for money, Dad. I wanted to talk and wondered if you'd meet me at Dave's Cafe, our old brunch spot."I hesitated, skepti