Lizzie stood there, absorbing Mr. Hill's unexpected confession. Her heart raced, torn between the warm feeling of his love and the cold reality of his flaws. "Mr. Hill," she began cautiously.Mr. Hill, usually composed, looked vulnerable as he anxiously awaited Lizzie's response. "Lizzie," he said, "I've never felt like this before. I need you by my side."Lizzie was too stunned to speak then Mr. Hill's possessive nature surfaced. "Lizzie, you're mine. I won't share you with anyone," he declared. He grabbed her arms and looked at her dead in the eyes, searching for a reaction but she kept mute. They were both naked while all this was happening, “I wanna put on some clothes, it’s getting cold.” Lizzie said softly. She wanted to excuse herself but Mr. Hill called her back gently, “Lizzie, stay.” He gazed upon her, his eyes innocent as a child’s laughter. “Please,” he added politely.Lizzie nodded and shortly, they found themselves in each others arms. Mr. Hill for the first time ever l
As Mr. Hill, Alexis, and Lizzie entered the police station, tension hung in the air. Alexis nervously fidgeted, her bruised neck hidden by her soft hair. The police officer, Detective Rodriguez, motioned them to sit, ready to take their statement. Just as Rodriguez began questioning Alexis, the door creaked open. In walked Delacy and Mike. The room's atmosphere shifted instantly. Alexis and Lizzie's hearts raced as if synchronized. Mr. Hill's stoic expression wavered upon seeing Mike. Their eyes locked for a moment, "Mike," Mr. Hill uttered with a mix of surprise and disapproval in his tone. Mike's gaze shifted between Mr. Hill and Alexis, guilt etched on his face. "Mr. Hill, Alexis, Lizzie," he stammered, acknowledging each with a nod. Lizzie couldn't conceal the unease on her face as she glanced at Mike. Alexis too felt a surge of tension. Detective Rodriguez, sensing the awkward tension, tried to refocus on the matter at hand. "Let's get back to the incident at the party. Al
Carla exited Papayas strip club that night aggravated and a mess as well. The echoes of music and laughter fading behind her as walked. She pulled her jacket tighter around herself, aware of the late hour and the lonely streets. As she walked alone, heading towards her car she felt she was being followed. Suddenly, Markle emerged out of nowhere startling her. His hands were clamped over her mouth muffling any attempt of speech.Markle leaned in, his voice a low whisper against her ear, "You failed the part of your deal. You haven't given me Lizzie." Carla, panicked, tapped her lap, signaling that she had crucial information.Silently, Markle guided her to his car, ensuring they were unnoticed. Once inside, he closed the doors. Carla hesitated before speaking, “It’s a nearly impossible mission.” she admitted. “Mr. Hill loves the fucker.”Markle countered with a glimmer of hope, "There's always a loophole." He shared insider information, "Mr. Hill's 15th-anniversary celebration for his
Delacy spent the night at her brother’s place. She woke up early in the morning to find her brother staring hard at his reflection in the mirror. She felt sympathy for him and walked gently towards him hugging him from behind, “Where did it all go wrong?” She said as she cuddled him.Mike fought hard not to let a single drop of tears roll down his face, but his attempt to do that failed when he couldn’t hold back his anger and remorse any longer. Shortly, he started to confess,“There is nothing that turns me on more than seducing nice and naive little girls’ with perfect bodies.” He took a deep breath and then continued,“I'm very good at it. For instance, I seduced Cindy Thomas, an 18 year-old girl who worked at our usual café spot. She was cute in this wholesome sort of way, a little awkward but smart. I would have loved to have her innocent body in my place, but her boyfriend would always come to pick her up after work. She was perfect looking, model thin and long blonde hair.”De
In Mr. Hill’s penthouse, Lizzie got a phone call from Barth. She believed Alexis would be in her bedroom sleeping, so she answered the call in the TV room with her voice outspoken. "Barth, it's Lizzie. What did he say about Holly?" Lizzie's voice trembled with worry."Listen, Lizzie, he wants you to come alone to the island if you want Holly back. I'm really sorry you're going through this," Barth expressed his concern.Angry and desperate, Lizzie replied, "I can't go back there Barth, you know it!”"He's obsessed with you, Lizzie. He wants you to come willingly. It's a dangerous situation," Barth warned.“What am I supposed to do? I can’t let him take my daughter!"“Lizzie calm down. Remember, it’s his daughter too, he promised no harm would be brought upon her.” Barth responded to placate Lizzie’s mind.Lizzie paced around the room almost to tears, “If he touches as much as a strand on my Holly’s hair I swear to God…” Alexis unexpectedly walked in the TV room startling Lizzie. She i
Mr. Hill got home late that night, when he got in, he called out Lizzie’s name and Alexis as well but no one answered him. He checked every door wondering where they had gone to until he got to the TV room where he found his daughter and Lizzie fast asleep. It was a wonderful sight to see for Mr. Hill. “My two worlds..” he mumbled whilst looking at them with a brief smile on his face. He walked towards them and planted soft kisses on their forehead’s. He was about to leave the TV room when he heard Lizzie’s phone ring. He walked towards her buzzing phone which laid recklessly on the floor and he picked it up to see who was calling her that late at night. “Barth,” he read aloud. He glanced at Lizzie who was fast asleep and stared back at her phone screen for a while before taking the call. “Mr. Hill here, who are you?” Barth was dazed by the name he heard, ‘Mr. Hill?’ He thought to himself. He became hesitant then he composed himself before asking “Is Lizzie there with you?” “
When it came to receiving sexual pleasure, Mr. Hill knew how to get it best even if he was running late to work. He forced Lizzie on his dick, making sure she sucked it to his satisfaction. “If you get any saliva on my neat and ironed office trousers, I’ll double the punishment.” He threatened Lizzie. Lizzie, knowing fully well that there was no way on earth she would suck his 6 inches dick and not get any saliva on his trousers accepted her fate and said wearily to Mr. Hill, “What else do you want from me? What else can I offer you that millions of girl’s at Papaya’s couldn’t?”Hill grabbed her chin whilst she was on her kneels, he said gently to her face, “I take pride in possessing what everyone wants. I took Alexis away from Eleanor ‘cause she wanted her, I took my family’s company from my elder brother ‘cause he wanted it, I took you from Cox ‘cause she wanted you, she needed you. And tonight, I’ll take away Sofia’s company because she crossed me.”With frailty, Lizzie said, “Do
Back at the Centennial Hall, the last preparations for the 15th anniversary were being made, Mr. Hill sighted Jonathan from a distance when he alighted from his car with the dress still in his arms. Furiously, Mr. Hill stormed out of the building and roared at Jonathan, “Why is the dress still with you?” Jonathan stammered, “Lizzie… she said to return it.”Mr. Hill's eyes narrowed. "And you obeyed?"He snatched the dress and stormed towards his car, leaving Jonathan feeling flushed and embarrassed. Back at the penthouse Mr. Hill barged in and Alexis, sensing her dad’s anger went upstairs to her room. He called for Lizzie, his voice laced with anger.Lizzie’s face flushed with a mixture of fear and defiance and she met his gaze. He saw the tear stains on her cheeks so in a raspy voice, he asked, "Why did you refuse my gift?"“You hit me, a dress for your party cannot erase the hurt you’ve caused me.” Her voice was steady when she spoke.Mr. Hill scoffed, “What do you want me to say?