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Before she could decide whether to step inside, he turned, and she quickly ducked out of sight. Her heart pounded as she pressed herself against the wall, listening to the sound of his footsteps retreating down the hall.Lily exhaled shakily, her curiosity only growing.The rain had finally stopped, but the gray clouds lingered over the building, casting long shadows across the grounds. Lily sat by her window, staring out at the garden. The events of the past few days weighed heavily on her. Aaron’s cryptic words, the man who had tried to grab her, and now his constant insistence that she stay indoors-it was suffocating.Her trust in him was beginning to waver. Aaron said he was protecting her, but from what? Or who? And why did she feel like he was protecting something else just as fiercely?A knock on the door broke her thoughts. Damian entered, his usual stoic expression in place.“Get ready,” he said. “Mr. Knight wants you downstairs.”“For what?” Lily asked, frowning at the order
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The penthouse was eerily quiet as Lily stepped into the living room, her arms wrapped around herself for warmth. The events of the past few days clung to her like a shadow, a constant reminder of how her world had spiraled out of control.Aaron was seated at the far end of the room, his back to her as he gazed out at the city skyline. The lights of the city glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but his focus was elsewhere, his shoulders tense.“Ms. Lily,” Damian’s voice came from behind her, soft yet formal. She turned to see him standing near the kitchen, his usual composed demeanor intact. “Can I get you something to eat or drink?”She shook her head, managing a small smile. “No, thank you, Damian. I’m fine.”Damian nodded and stepped back, giving her space. His presence was reassuring in its own way, but Lily couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air.“Aaron,” she said softly, taking a tentative step toward him.He didn’t turn immediately, but after a
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Lily was sitting on the sofa, curled up in a blanket as usual these days, she recalled how long it had been since she went out-like actually went out-for a coffee, for a stroll, for her college. As she recalled the days she used to walk to university and attend classes, the sound of the door clicking behind her broke her thoughts.Aaron entered the room quietly, his footsteps soft on the wooden floor. His sleeves were rolled up as usual, but the tension in his posture was more pronounced.Lily looked up, startled by his sudden appearance. “You’re back.”“I never left,” Aaron replied, his voice calm but distant. He sat on the armchair across from her, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, his piercing silver eyes fixed on her. “What’s wrong, love?”"Stop calling me-""Love.' Aaron cut her off "I wont. Now tell me what's wrong."Lily frowned, wrapping her arms tighter around herself. “You keep asking that, but you’re the one who’s always...distant. It’s like you’re carrying the
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The atmosphere in the penthouse grew heavier as Damian returned from another update on the traced IP address. The tension in his formal tone, even as he addressed Aaron, was undeniable. “They’ve narrowed down the location to an abandoned warehouse near the outskirts of the city,” Damian informed, standing rigid near the entrance of Aaron’s study. “The team is securing the area now, but it’s isolated. We should proceed with caution. He might be armed." Aaron, seated by his desk in a button-up shirt and rolled-up sleeves, tapped his pen against the surface in deep thought. His usual calmness was now laced with frustration, his silver eyes darkening as he processed Damian’s words. “Ensure the men stay out of sight,” Aaron instructed, his tone sharp and controlled. “I don’t want this to escalate unnecessarily. He should not know that we've found him." Damian gave a curt nod. “Understood, Mr. Knight.” Unbeknownst to them, Lily lingered by the hallway outside the study, her cur
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“But don’t expect me to just sit here and wait for bad news.” Lily continued. Aaron exhaled, stepping closer to her one last time. His hand lingered near her cheek, as if he wanted to touch her but held himself back. “Lily,” he said softly, “you have to believe in me. I’ll come back. I always do.” Lily, caught between disappointment and confusion, watched as Aaron exited the study without another word. Damian’s presence, stiff and formal as always, only added to the awkwardness of the moment. “Ms. Lily,” Damian said, his tone polite but distant, “perhaps you should rest for now.” But rest was the last thing on Lily’s mind. She sat down in the study chair, staring at the door Aaron had walked through, wondering if she’d ever fully understand the man who seemed determined to shield her from everything-including himself. In the car, Aaron’s face hardened as they approached the outskirts of the city. He glanced at his phone, which still displayed the coordinates from the tra
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Damian approached her cautiously. “Ms. Lily, I understand your concern, but Mr. Knight is more resourceful than you realize. He won’t let anything happen to himself or you.” Lily turned to him, her eyes blazing. “You talk like he’s invincible, but he’s not! He’s human, Damian. And humans make mistakes.” Damian’s expression softened slightly, though his tone remained formal. “Perhaps. But he’s also determined, and when it comes to your safety, nothing will stop him.” Lily sank into the nearest chair, her mind racing. She hated feeling so helpless, so removed from everything that was happening. As the hours dragged on, she kept glancing at the clock, each passing minute feeling like an eternity. And then, finally, the sound of the front door opening reached her ears. She sprang to her feet, her heart leaping as Aaron stepped inside. Lily’s breath caught as she took in his disheveled appearance. His shirt was stained with blood, smudged across his chest and sleeves. His
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“You should be resting,” Aaron said, his tone soft but firm.“And you should be cleaning yourself up,” she countered, stepping into the room and shutting the door behind her. “Sit down.”Aaron hesitated but eventually sighed and sat on the edge of his bed. Lily moved closer, her eyes scanning his injuries with a mix of concern and frustration.“Take off your shirt,” she said, her voice steady.Aaron raised an eyebrow, the corner of his busted lip tugging upward despite the pain. “Bold of you, Ms. Lily.” It reminded Lily of the old Aaron, the one he used to be before all this.But she rolled her eyes, setting the first aid kit down on the nightstand. “Don’t flatter yourself, Mr. Knight. I’m trying to help.”With a small smirk, Aaron unbuttoned his blood-stained shirt, shrugging it off to reveal a collection of bruises across his chest and abdomen. Lily inhaled sharply, her hands trembling slightly as she reached for the antiseptic.“This is worse than I thought,” she murmured, pouring
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Aaron’s gaze darkened, and he stood up slowly, closing the small distance between them. His towering frame loomed over her, and she straightened up.He reached out, placing one hand on the couch beside her hip, effectively caging her in. The intensity in his silver eyes sent her heart into a frenzied rhythm.“I told you,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth like a dangerous caress, “if you thank me one more time, you’ll face the consequences.”Her breath hitched, her lips parting in surprise. “I-”"You were curious, werent you. About what the consequences would be" Before she could speak, he leaned in, his lips brushing against the curve of her neck. The warmth of his breath sent shivers cascading down her spine. His other hand settled lightly on her waist, firm yet gentle, keeping her rooted in place as his lips trailed lower, leaving a burning path that made her knees feel like jelly. She was grateful she was sitting at the moment.Her hands instinctively found his chest, the sol
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The penthouse felt lifeless. Every step Aaron took echoed through the empty rooms, each sound reminding him of what he’d lost. He couldn’t stop himself from wandering to Lily’s favorite spots-the kitchen where she used to hum softly while brewing tea, the couch where they would argue about what to watch, her corner of the bedroom where her books were still stacked neatly, her pink and white bedroom-the one she always dreamed about. He stood by the window where Lily once leaned against his chest, watching the city lights together happily. Now, those same lights felt distant and cold. On the coffee table lay a scarf she’d left behind, forgotten in the rush of her departure. Aaron’s hand trembled as he picked it up, the soft fabric bringing back the faintest trace of her perfume. He closed his eyes, clutching it tightly as if it could somehow bring her back. Aaron couldn’t shake the memory of her face when she left, her tear filled eyes, the hurt in her voice as she said goodbye.
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