Chapter Twenty: A Brewing StormSimeon's POVThe night weighed heavily on my shoulders as I sat in my study, fingers clenched against the edge of my desk. Dimly lit by the single lamp, long shadows stretched across the room. Yet, even in the darkness of night, my mind seemed to race ceaselessly.Vivian.The name alone could send a cold shiver down my spine.She was not just some woman I had been with. She wasn't any ex-lover hanging on to the past. No-Vivian was dangerous. She knew me better than anyone else in this world, and that was what made her the biggest threat.I'd seen the glint in her eye before I'd left her mansion with Lily. The humor. The triumph. She wasn't angry that I had taken Lily-she was serene. That was what bothered me most.Vivian never remained serene unless she'd already won.And tonight, she'd called Nelson.Nelson.The man who had been flying around me, circling me like a vulture, simply waiting for just the right moment to strike, and Vivian had handed it to
Chapter Twenty One: No MercyVivian's POVThe darkened lounge of my mansion buzzed in quiet tension, thick with pungent fumes of cigar smoke and whiskey, an atmosphere that made men feel invincible.I sat back in my chair, my fingertips dancing upon my wine glass as I considered the men in front of me—Simeon's men.At least, they had been.Now they belonged to me.Loyalty was fragile, easily bought by the right price or broken by the right betrayal. I knew precisely what strings to pull to make these men mine.One of them-a burly man with a scar down his cheek-shifted uncomfortably. The fingers twitched at his side no doubt itching for the gun at his waist.He wasn't stupid. None of them were.They knew this was a direct attack on Simeon. And they knew what it meant if they were caught.But fear wasn't enough to stop them.Money, power, revenge-those things spoke louder.And I had all three.I sipped my wine before placing the glass down gently. "You know why you're here."No one spok
Chapter Twenty At The HospitalSimeon's POVThe house was silent when I entered. Too silent.I placed my keys on the table, releasing a deep sigh. My mind had been racing since I had gone out. I knew Vivian would not take my decision lying down. She was too proud, too vindictive. But I had underestimated just how far she would go.I needed to think. I needed to eat.I went to the dining room. My movements were robotic as I sat and reached for the food my men had set for me. The rich aroma filled the air, but with one bite, the taste turned bitter on my tongue.There was something wrong.It wasn't the food-it was the silence. The absence of something. Someone.I let go of my fork. "Has Lily eaten?My voice was sharp, cutting through the quiet room.The men around the table looked at each other before one of them, Carlos, finally answered."We… we don't know, boss. The maids were supposed to serve her."I clenched my jaw. "Call her."Carlos hesitated for a second before he nodded and re
Chapter Twenty Three: Shattered TrustLily's POVPain. That was the first thing I felt. A dull, aching pain that radiated through my entire body, making it impossible to move.I could hear voices—muffled, distant. Bright light pressed against my closed eyelids, forcing me to stir. My throat was dry, raw, like I had swallowed shards of glass. My body felt heavy, drained, like all the strength had been ripped from me.Slowly, I opened my eyes.White walls. A beeping sound. The sterile scent of antiseptics.A hospital.I blinked, trying to focus, but everything was hazy. My limbs felt foreign, my mind sluggish. Then, like a crashing wave, the memories hit me.The men. Their hands. Their laughter. The pain.A strangled sob rose in my throat, and I swallowed it back down. I tried to move, but even that simple action sent a searing pain through me.Then I felt it-warm fingers wrapping around my own."Lily."His voice was hoarse, full of something I couldn't quite place. Desperation? Guilt?
Chapter Twenty Four: Unsaid YearningLily's POVThe silence of the hospital room was eerie, except for intermittent beeps on the monitors at my side. The white walls felt too stark, too blank, and in the air lingered the pungent odor of antiseptics. Outside the window, the flickering city lights were cold, so very, very far away. Hours had passed since Simeon had left, yet I could still feel his presence right around me, suffocating me in so many ways that I am not familiar with.I should have felt relieved. After all, I had stood my ground. I had told him I wouldn't go back, that I couldn't. And he had respected that. He had left without forcing me, without demanding I change my mind.But now, lying here alone, I couldn't shake the hollow feeling inside me.I shifted a bit, wincing at the dull ache coursing through my body. My fingers swept across the sheets, and for a moment, I could almost pretend they still carried the heat of his touch. The way he'd taken my hand earlier, the gen
Chapter Twenty Five: Embracing the ShadowsLily's POVAntiseptic disinfectant-sterile-hung in the air, further reminding me of my fragility. The steady beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound that companioned my lonely solitude. Hours had passed since Simeon had left me, insisting this was for my safety, and his absence still felt like a bleeding wound.I shifted a little in the hospital bed, wincing as pain radiated through my body. The physical wounds were healing, but the emotional scars ran deeper. Memories of the attack haunted me, but intertwined with them were thoughts of Simeon—his protective gaze, the warmth of his touch, the way his voice softened when he spoke to me.I closed my eyes and let the memories cascade over me. I could almost hear the deep reassuring laughter, see the rare tug of a smile at the corners of his lips. Outside, there was so much in darkness surrounding him; still, for me, there was only a reserve of light. It was in the way he cared, the unspo
Chapter Twenty Six : Reclaiming StrengthLily's POVThe moment I stepped into the grand halls of Simeon's mansion, a whirlwind of emotions crashed over me. The tall, glittering chandeliers, the spotless marble floors, the expensive tapestries-everything seemed so overdone, so flawless. But behind all this beauty, something dark, vile was lurking in this place.This was where I had suffered.And now, this was where I would take back control.Simeon walked beside me, his presence steady, commanding. He had been reluctant to bring me back, afraid of what it would do to me, but I'd insisted. I couldn't hide. I couldn't let fear consume me. I had to face it, had to confront the pain head-on.I breathed in deeply, willing my body to steady itself. Every step I took through the hallway was a silent promise-to myself, to the girl who had been broken here, to the woman I was becoming.Then I saw him.It was as if the world stopped spinning.There, standing among the men, was one of them. One o
Chapter Twenty Seven: A Pact of DestructionVivian's POVI sat in my darkened study, the golden glow of the chandelier casting long shadows against the walls. My fingers tapped against the armrest of my chair as my mind whirled with thoughts of vengeance. Simeon had humiliated me. He had declared war on me in front of his entire organization, stripped me of my influence, and cast out my loyalists. But he had made one fatal mistake-he underestimated me.A slow smile curled at my lips.He thought he had won.Fool.He had no idea what was coming for him.A knock sounded at the door."Come in," I called, my voice smooth, controlled.The door swung open, and Nelson stepped inside-tall, broad-shouldered, with a face that seemed chiseled out of stone-sharp angles, cold eyes. He was one of the most feared mafia bosses in town, Simeon's archenemy. While Simeon ruled with both his brains and brute force, Nelson was all brutality. Relentless. Unpredictable. The type who would not think twice to
Chapter One hundred and Forty FourMeeting with Camila:Lily's POV – The Meeting with Camila (Continued)The waiter brought us our beverages first. I thanked him quietly and looked over at Camila. She sipped a glass of orange juice, peaceful face, hands placed on the table. She did not seem nervous one bit. That made me a little angry. If I were introducing people near my boyfriend, I would have been somewhat shy or apprehensive.Not her.She laughed easily at Nelson’s jokes. She looked him straight in the eyes when she spoke. She even asked me questions politely, like she really wanted to know me.“So, Lily,” she said, smiling gently, “Nelson told me you’re very good at cooking. What’s your favorite thing to make?”I smiled back, keeping my voice soft. “I like cooking simple meals. Rice and stew. Pasta. Fried plantains. Nothing too fancy.”"Sounds good," she told me. "Someday I might even get to sample it."I simply nodded, my smile failing to reach my eyes. I observed how she didn't
Chapter One hundred and Fourty threeChapter: Lily's Caution and Meeting CamilaLily's POVI had been inside the kitchen, at last doing the dishes which I had cooked for dinner. Stew fragrance filled the atmosphere, and ringing of plates that I set in place on the dining table. Things were just fine, yet my head wasn't well-oriented towards the food. It was onto Nelson's girl, Camila.Nelson had been boasting to me about how great she was. He was ecstatic, but something in me just wasn't working. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but after all that had gone down with Adrian and with our company, I just felt like we needed to be careful. I didn't want to hurt Nelson's feelings, but I couldn't help but say something.Nelson," I burst out, trying to be calm. "Are you sure about her? I mean, I just don't know."Nelson looked at me, confused. "What are you talking about? Camila's a good girl. She's friendly to me.".I took a deep breath and put a spoon on the table. "I don't know. I ju
Chapter 142 – Quiet MovesLily's POVI did not say a word until we got home.Simeon simply acted as if nothing had happened. He came in, took off his jacket, and even smiled at me as he had a glass of water.But I was not able to contain my feelings.My heart kept racing. My hands were cold. The way Adrian showed up before us last time—his smile, his words, the way he glared at Simeon like he was about to destroy everything we had built—it kept ringing in my head."Simeon…" I whispered as I sat on the couch, holding a pillow close to my body. "Are you not worried?"He looked at me with uncomplicated eyes, like the whole affair didn't happen to him. "No."I blinked. "You're saying no what? That was Adrian. He broke into our firm—like that—and delivered a threat.""He did not deliver a threat," said Simeon, sitting down beside me. "He simply displayed his teeth.".I scowled. "That's worse. You see what he means. And the way he glared at me. as if he was threatening you as well. What if
Chapter One hundred and Fourty one – The Unexpected VisitLily's POVThe morning started off like any other.The sun was shining through the window, and the office was quiet. I had just finished talking with Simeon about the new files we needed to prepare for Vincent's team. Nelson was on the phone. Liora was scanning documents on her computer.Everything was normal.Until the elevator rang.I didn't think much of it at first. People were always coming and going. But then I heard Nelson cut off in the middle of a sentence. And I saw the color drain from his face.I turned towards the door.And there he was.Adrian.He walked in slowly, as if he owned the whole building. Dressed in a sharp black suit, dark glasses, and that smile—the sort that doesn't mean he's happy—it was proud, cold, dangerous.My heart skipped a beat.I couldn't breathe for a second. I rose from my seat, hands trembling.Simeon stood up too, but he didn't react. Not even slightly. He just gazed at Adrian as if he h
Chapter: Unspoken TrustLily's POVThe moment the door shut behind Nelson, I recognized something was off. His light footsteps were replaced with a pause I had not previously seen. He came in, his gaze on me with a mixture of determination and uncertainty. Simeon leaned against the kitchen counter, his usually calm expression not quite as sharp tonight, behind him.Nelson's eyes locked on mine as he walked towards the couch, the tension between us heavy. My chest was aching just to glance at him, wondering what news he'd brought."Lily," he began, his voice uncertain, "I have to talk with you and Simeon about something."Simeon didn't move, simply sitting there with a quiet attention. I stayed in the doorway to the kitchen, glancing over at the two of them, waiting. My hands were still wrapped around a glass of water that I hadn't even known I'd picked up. I put it down hastily."What is it?" I snapped more harshly than I intended.Nelson took a breath and brushed a hand over his hair
Chapter 140 – Her True FaceNelson's POVIt was a mellow afternoon. The sky was pale blue, and the sun was not too intense. I sat at an outside café, waiting patiently. The street was not busy, just a few cars driving by and pedestrians. I lazily drummed my fingers on the table, my mind trying to stay calm.I hadn't seen Camila in a couple of days. Lily had cautioned me to be cautious, and Simeon had cautioned me too. They didn't believe that something was amiss with her. But I wasn't sure. Camila had never provided me with a reason not to trust her.But I was being cautious.Then I saw her.She came up the sidewalk, her bright red hair flowing in the gentle breeze, a soft smile playing on her lips. She wore a simple blouse and jeans, nothing fancy, and still, she looked. serene. Ordinary. Innocent."Hey," she said, breathless, as she reached the table."Hey," I stood to greet her, pulling out a chair for her to sit.She smiled a little and sat down, sweeping her hair back from her fa
Chapter 138 – Be Careful, NelsonLily's POVIt was a quiet afternoon, and for once, the house did not feel like a battleground. The air was peaceful, and the tension that had been present for weeks appeared to have taken a wee break. The deal with Vincent was going smoothly. He had called only two nights prior and told me that he would be in touch soon with the final papers.I had just cooked lunch—rice and hot chicken with fried plantains. The smell wafted through the house, inviting and warm. Simeon and Nelson were in the living room, both staring at their phones. Liora was out on an errand, and I took advantage of the moment to sit between the two men now that I considered them the best pillars around me.Simeon appeared relaxed, one arm draped over the back of the couch, his other hand scrolling through his phone . Nelson sat on the edge of the cushion, tapping something on his phone with a small smile on his face.I rested my head and smiled. "You've been smiling at your phone fo
Chapter 136 – The Morning After VictoryLily's POVI awakened to the warm heat of Simeon's body next to me. His arm was draped across my hips, his breathing slow and steady. I didn't move for a while. I simply lay there, listening to the quiet of the morning, the warmth of his body against me. It was peaceful—like the calm after the storm.Last night was one of the most incredible nights of my life. Vincent had called with his decision, and he was going to go with us instead of Adrian. The resulting excitement was nearly too much. We had laughed, danced, celebrated, and for the first time in ages, I felt free.I leaned slightly to look at Simeon. Even while asleep, he looked so powerful, so in control. His black hair was a bit mussed, and his features had a vulnerability that he never showed when awake. I smiled, reaching up to brush a strand of hair off his forehead.As if sensing my touch, his eyes fluttered open. His lips spread into a slow smile as he pulled me closer. "Good morn
Chapter 135: Vincent's DecisionLily's POVThe warmth of the night surrounded us as we gathered in the living room. The smell of freshly cooked food filled the air—my efforts at cooking something that everyone could enjoy. Something that I barely ever got to do anymore, what with the chaos and tension that went into closing business deals, but I was eager to make this night a little more normal. Looking around at the friendly faces of those I loved—Simeon, Nelson, Liora—it was comforting to have them all in one place, as if nothing else in the world mattered for a little while.Liora and Nelson were chatting something softly in the room corner, laughing at a joke they'd just told each other. Their laughter, so free and light, was a rare blessing. It made me smile as I set the table, setting the last dish of salad before them."Is that all?" I asked, trying to push down the little bit of nervousness I felt, even though I knew they'd be happy with the work.Liora grinned. "Lily, this is