*Lily*"William, sweetie, did you hear me?" "Huh? Sorry, what did you say?" he looked at me, surprised. "I said, what do you think about checking out a few museums after my interview tomorrow?" William appeared to be preoccupied the whole night. He seemed lost in a daze. Am I boring him? I bet it's Eva; she's probably up to her old antics again. "How's Eva?" I asked, hoping to probe for further information as to whether she's engaged in any recent behavior that may be causing the disengagement. "She's good," he nodded."Just good?" I replied with a sense of intrigue."We actually had brunch a few days ago, and she apologized for her behavior. I’d been meaning to tell you but got caught up with work. It slipped my mind." Despite William's comments about how well things were going with Eva, he still didn't appear enthusiastic, which I was starting to find odd and unlike him.I finished the rest of my dessert and tried getting him to talk again. "Oh, did I tell y
*Lily*The sun pierced through the curtains as the morning approached. I opened my eyes, letting it sink in that my dream was a reality. 'I can't believe I'm waking up in Paris.' I sat up and yawned, noticing that William wasn't beside me. I realized I didn’t wake up when he came to bed and wondered if he ended up sleeping on the couch.After wiping my eyes, I headed to the living room suite, curious whether William was still in the hotel. I searched the living room, guest room, and kitchen but couldn't find him.'Surely, he wouldn't have left without saying anything.' As I prepared to walk to the bedroom, grab my phone and call him, William opened the bathroom and was fully dressed. He wore a champagne-colored Fiore jacket, silk black Armani blouse, and black slacks. 'Damn! Was he being interviewed or me?' I shouldn't have been shocked by his dazzling appearance. William always dressed as if he had just stepped out of GQ magazine. "Well, don't you look handsome
*William*As I waited for Lily to finish her interview, a nagging feeling in my gut was telling me that the individual she had mentioned, Jean, might not be trustworthy. Glancing down at my watch, I noticed that I had a bit of extra time before her interview ended. I needed to learn more about him.Sitting at my desk, I opened my laptop and began searching for information on Jean. Though my initial findings were limited to a few pictures of him outside art galleries across different countries, I didn't let that discourage me. I continued with my search and eventually came across some informative videos of Jean delivering lectures on various artworks within those same galleries. It was clear from the videos that he possessed an impressive knowledge of the art world, but I wasn't going to let that deter my suspicions.I studied him carefully, looking for any signs that would confirm my red flags. I could sense the deceit in his eyes, and I couldn't wait to catch him in a lie. I wou
*Lily*Upon completing my interview with Allure Magazine, I glanced at my phone to see a missed call from Jean. A wave of concern washed over me as I realized that William, who is usually punctual and reliable, had not contacted me.I stood on the sidewalk and looked up and down the street. The unease in my chest was growing. My thoughts were consumed with how impressed everyone was with my interview and artwork, yet I wondered why William hadn't joined me yet. I thought about calling him, but the emotions of frustration and hurt made it hard to bring myself to do so. So, I waited, lost in thought, hoping the limo would arrive soon.After much contemplation as to whether to call William or not, I made the decision to reach out to Jean instead and ask why he called. Maybe he would like to grab a bite to eat together and catch up. I took my phone from my purse and returned Jean's call. He answered on the second ring."Hi, Jean. I'm sorry I missed your call, but I just fini
*Lily*I stared at the majestic beauty that was one of the most fantastic wonders of the world, the Eiffel Tower. Was I really here? My body felt numb and I wondered if I'd need to pinch myself to bring some feeling back to my limbs. I just couldn't believe that I was finally here able to bask in the breathtaking view of the most famous symbol of Paris, dare I even say France. My eyes swept the slight pyramidal curves of the tower that I had only ever seen in pictures. Pictures did not compare to the real thing. The four side pillars met on the second floor joining together to form a single pylon stretching vertically all the way to the top. The orange setting sun was like a beautiful backdrop behind the Eiffel Tower reflecting beautiful hues on the clouds above. I felt William squeeze my hand, bringing me back to the present after taking in such a sight. I couldn't recall if I had reached for his hand while looking at the Eiffel Tower… or had he initiated it? I looked down at
*Lily*Closing our hotel door behind us, I could no longer keep my hands off William. I really hadn't been trying anyways, the minute we had escaped from the elevator our hands danced over each other's bodies. He pushed me up against the door as he grabbed my breast and brushed a thumb over my nipple. I moaned as he circled it with every intention of teasing me."William," I groaned as my head rolled back. "Yes, Lily, say my name, louder though," William encouraged me and he began to suck at the nape of my neck. I could feel his tongue lick my skin and the start of a new hickey beginning to bruise where he had left his mark. I reached for his belt but he knocked my hand away. "No, let me have my way with you first."I sucked in a breath as he lifted me and carried me into the bedroom placing me on the bed with care before he straddled me. His eyes met mine as he swept his hair back. William pursed his lips as he spoke to me, "You, my darling Lily, have looked too delecta
*William*I poured coffee into mugs for the two of us as the sun shone into our hotel room. Lily sat at a small table near the window basking in the glowing light. She looked exquisite with her beautiful brown locks reflecting the sunlight and cascading down her shoulders as she stared off toward the sunshine. I pondered if she was thinking about our intimate moment not many hours prior.I still was having flashbacks running through my mind feeling her beneath me last night, letting me pound into her and pleasure her. I loved that she gave in to me, showing me she trusted me completely. I wanted her to feel that way, to know it was safe to be vulnerable with me. She had become so important to me, and I wanted her to know she was safe in my arms in any position. I heard her sigh happily as I set down her coffee mug on the table and I moved my chair closer to her as I reached for her hand. Her eyes met mine in a solid gaze sweeping over my face. Did my face glow as much as hers di
*Lily*I searched William's eyes as we stood in the beautiful Louvre museum contemplating if I should tell him what I had been pondering for so long. He had seemed adamant about refusing to help apprehend Jean Laurent. I did not want to aggravate him further, and yet I felt like this was the right thing to do.He seemed tense, his broad shoulders stood taunt as he faced me. His eyes bore into my own, his mouth horizontal in a fine line, no smile to be found."All right, tell me," he answered with a continued serious expression on his face while facing me. "I have a feeling that you've been distancing yourself from me because of what is on your mind."As he spoke with power emanating from his voice, my heart began pounding harder against my rib cage. I had to explain myself and clear my head so William could understand where I was coming from. He needed to understand and hear me out.I shifted my feet in a more adamant stance as I started to say, "William, I want to bring Jean