Lily took her own cup, her hands trembling slightly as she lifted it to her lips.Clara sat beside her again, her voice soft. “Sweetheart, I know this is hard. But you'll be safe. Trust me, I know Aaron, he wont let anything happen to you. Ever."Lily nodded, though the fear gnawed at the edges of her mind. No matter how many cameras or precautions they set up, she couldn’t shake the feeling that danger was already here, lurking just beyond their walls.Aaron’s voice broke the silence. “We’ll handle this. We’ll find out who they are and stop them before they can come any closer.”His words were firm, resolute. But as the night settled around them and shadows stretched across the floor, Lily couldn’t help but wonder if it would be enough.The night stretched on, heavy and silent. The faint ticking of the clock on the wall was the only sound breaking the stillness of the apartment. Lily sat cross-legged on her bed, her knees drawn close to her chest as she stared at the faint gl
"I guess, I'm smarter than all of them then." Lily replied earning a shrug from Damian.Damian had picked up a book from the library. Their conversation carried on in between-about his experience in the Navy and several other curious questions from Lily.They weren’t talking loudly, their voices hushed, but there was an easiness to their interaction.Aaron stepped into the library, his sharp silver eyes immediately spotting them. His gaze lingered on Lily’s faint smile and the relaxed way she leaned slightly toward Damian as he spoke. Something cold and sharp twisted in his chest.His polished shoes clicked against the wooden floor as he strode over. Both Lily and Damian looked up at the same time.“Mr. Knight,” Damian greeted, his voice neutral.Aaron’s gaze flicked between them before locking onto Damian. “Don’t you have something better to do than sit here chatting, Damian?”The words cut through the quiet air, laced with authority and something sharper-something possessive.Damian
He stepped forward, making Lily step backward until the cold wall hit her back, Aaron lowered her head towards her and rested his hand on the wall beside Lily."Are you playing dumb, love?" he asked, his voice raspy and deep.No words escaped Lily's throat."I just..I would like a direct answer, please." she finally said, almost like ordering a coffee.“No. I wasn’t jealous of a mere bodyguard-but if you’re asking me…yes, I envied whatever he said that managed to pull even the faintest smile from you. But it’s more than that, Lily. I’m jealous of every single breath you take because it’s unshared. I can’t feel it, can’t claim even a fragment of it. That’s why I stay close, why I hover around you more than I should-because it’s the only way I can steal even a sliver of your world.” He pushed a strand of her hair away from her eyes."Was that direct enough, love?" He asked looking into her hazel eyes.Without responding Lily pushed him-not too hard, and fled from there as fast as she
Downstairs, Damian stood by one of the large windows overlooking the front gates. His arms were crossed over his chest, his sharp gaze locked on a car parked just beyond the building's boundary. Its engine was off, headlights dark, but Damian knew someone was inside, watching. Clara approached quietly, her slippers muffled against the polished floor. "It’s been there for hours, hasn’t it?" Damian gave a curt nod. "They’re getting bolder." Clara crossed her arms, a shiver running down her spine. "Should we wake Aaron?" "No," Damian said firmly. "Let him stay with Ms. Lily. I’ll handle this." Clara hesitated before nodding and stepping back into the shadows of the hallway. Damian’s focus returned to the car. His expression was cold, calculated, and dangerous. Moments later, when Aaron was returning to his room, he caught a sight of Damian and Clara by the window, approaching them, he hauled his steps just when he was about to reach them, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pu
The sky was painted in hues of deep orange and soft lavender as the sun dipped below the horizon. The grounds were cast in long shadows, and the air carried a biting chill. Lily stood by one of the grand windows in the drawing room, her arms wrapped around herself as she gazed out at the vast expanse of the building's gardens. There was something unsettling about the way the shadows seemed to move tonight.Aaron was seated on the edge of one of the leather armchairs, a phone in his hand as he spoke quietly to someone on the other end. His voice was low and clipped, his usual calm edge fraying slightly with each passing moment. Damian leaned against the mantelpiece, his sharp gaze fixed on Aaron as if trying to glean information from the one-sided conversation.When Aaron finally ended the call, he exhaled sharply and rubbed a hand over his face. "The man we caught lurking near the gates last night? He had nothing on him. No ID, no phone, nothing that could give us a lead."Damian cro
The day remained overcast, heavy clouds looming low over the building, casting everything in a muted gray light. Lily sat by one of the bay windows in the library, a thick knitted blanket wrapped around her shoulders as she absentmindedly flipped through the pages of a novel. But no matter how hard she tried to focus, the words seemed to blur together. Her mind kept drifting back to the night before-to Aaron's intense gaze, Damian's cryptic questions, and the feeling that something monumental was being kept from her. The way they kept exchanging glances.Downstairs, in one of the smaller meeting rooms, Aaron and Damian stood facing each other. The air between them was heavy with unspoken tension. A map was spread across the table, scattered with marked locations and hastily scribbled notes."The man near the gates might've been a decoy," Damian said, his voice low. "But someone left a footprint near the east perimeter-fresh. Someone else was there."Aaron's brow furrowed as he studied
Aaron stepped inside Lily's room, his expression softened by the dim glow of her bedside light."Lily? What’s wrong?"She hesitated, her voice trembling. "Aaron... can I trust you? Truly? Completely?"Aaron froze for a moment from the direct and sudden question, his silver eyes searching her face. He stepped closer and knelt beside her bed. "Lily, I need you to trust me. Please. I promise... when the time is right, I'll tell you everything. But for now, you have to believe in me. I know you're confused, love, but trust me."His voice was low, steady, and for a moment, it anchored her fears. Lily nodded faintly, though the doubt still lingered at the edges of her mind.Aaron brushed a strand of hair from her face and stood. "Get some rest. I'll be outside if you need me,"As the door closed softly behind him, Lily lay back against her pillows, staring into the darkness, her thoughts still restless.Outside her window, the wind howled, carrying with it the promise of a storm already br
The room was suffocatingly quiet. The storm had finally settled, but the weight of the previous events hung in the air like a thick fog. Lily stood by the window, watching the last few droplets of rain trace paths down the glass. Her heart still raced from the encounter-one that should never have happened. She felt the deep ache of vulnerability, her mind still haunted by the man’s cold grip.She hadn’t wanted to admit it, but the fear had taken root deep inside her. The world outside felt foreign now, dangerous and unpredictable. She wasn’t sure who she could trust anymore, not even herself.The door creaked open softly, and Lily’s pulse skipped. It was Aaron-though he wasn’t alone this time. His presence in the room seemed to fill every inch of space with tension. His suit was damp from the rain, his expression shadowed by the worry that clung to him like a second skin.Lily’s breath caught as their eyes met, but the softness she had once found in them was absent. His gaze was hard,
Lily was curled up on the couch at the penthouse, with the same book in her lap. Her mind wandered restlessly, replaying Aaron’s intense behavior at the café and the protectiveness in his eyes. Clara had wisely given her space after their conversation, though Lily suspected she was lurking somewhere nearby, ready to jump in with more pointed observations. Lily sighed, snapping the book shut and leaning back against the cushions. Damian’s voice broke the silence. “Ms. Lily, Mr. Knight wants you, he's at the balcony.” Lily looked up. “Did he say why?” “He didn’t,” Damian replied, his tone as formal as ever. “But he did insist it was important.” Lily hesitated, her heart skipping a beat. “Alright,” she murmured, setting the book aside. Aaron was already on the balcony when she stepped outside, his tall frame silhouetted against the city skyline. The evening breeze ruffled his hair slightly, softening the usual sharpness of his appearance. He turned at the sound of her footste
The day wore on with an unsettling quietness. Lily had hoped for a moment of peace, but the intensity of her recent conversation with Aaron loomed over her like a storm cloud. She spent the morning aimlessly flipping through her to-do list, pretending to work but unable to focus on anything for more than a few minutes. She started to have doubts if she was making the right decision by completely trusting someone so soon after...she shook her head. By the time the clock struck noon, Clara barged into her room. “Okay, enough of this brooding,” Clara said, hands on her hips. “Get dressed. We’re going out.” “I’m fine, Clara. Really.” Lily opposed. “No, you’re not,” Clara countered. “You’re overthinking everything again, aren’t you?” When Lily didn’t respond, Clara sighed and grabbed her hand. “Come on. You need a change of scenery before you lose your mind. Besides, I need coffee, and you’re coming with me.” "Clara, I-" "It's been days since we've spent quality time tog
Aaron lingered near the door for a moment before stepping back inside, his gaze hesitant but resolute. Lily turned to face him, her brows furrowing slightly. “I thought you were leaving,” she said, her voice softer now. “I was.” He walked back toward her, his steps deliberate. “But I realized something.” Lily’s heart thudded against her ribs as he closed the distance between them slowly. She tried to appear composed, but his presence made it nearly impossible. Aaron stopped a few feet away, his expression a mix of determination and vulnerability. "I’ve spent so much of my life walking away-from people, from emotions, from anything that felt... complicated. But I don’t want to do that with you.” Lily blinked, stunned by the weight of his words. “Aaron...” “I’m not expecting you to feel the same way or even to understand,” he continued, his voice steady. “But I need you to know that you’re the first person who’s made me want to stay.” Her chest tightened as his c
He nodded, his gaze fixed on the view outside the window. “And then there was Zared.” Lily tensed at the mention of Zared’s name, her fingers curling into fists at her sides. She stayed quiet, letting Aaron continue. “He wasn’t even family,” Aaron said, his tone bitter. “Just the son of my father’s closest friend as you already know. But they treated him like he was their own flesh and blood. Better than that, actually. Zared was everything they wanted me to be: charming, obedient, perfect. And they didn’t bother hiding it.” Lily’s chest tightened at the pain in his voice. "They seem so different, I never imagined they could do all this."Aaron looked at Lily. "Everyone had their masks, Lily. You can never imagine how worse the sweetest people could get." Lily's eyes held pity as well as disappointment upon hearing the world's reality. "Every time I messed up, every time I didn’t meet their impossibly high standards, they’d bring up Zared. ‘Why can’t you be more like him
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her door. “Lily,” Aaron’s voice called from the other side. She froze, her heart pounding. “Can I come in?” he asked. Lily hesitated for a moment before opening the door. Aaron stood there, his expression unreadable. “We need to talk,” he said, his tone firm but not unkind. She nodded, stepping aside to let him in. Aaron stepped inside as Lily shut the door quietly, her heart pounding. She turned to face him, her fingers fidgeting with her shirt. He stood in the center of the room, hands shoved into pockets. There was a tension in his shoulders, but his eyes softened. “You’ve been very quiet,” he began. Lily folded her arms, leaning slightly against the door. “So have you.” He nodded, acknowledging her point. “I know. I’m... trying to figure out how to do this right.” “Do what right?” she asked. Aaron exhaled sharply. “Be honest with you. Let you in.” The vulnerability in his words made her stomach twist. She
Lily leaned against the armrest of the couch, her legs curled beneath her as she mindlessly scrolled through her phone. The television played softly in the background, its colors casting a faint glow across the room. It had been a long day of tension and subtle shifts, the evening was quiet and Lily had came back from college tired.She hadn’t seen Aaron since yesterday, and part of her was grateful for the reprieve. But another part of her-a part she didn’t want to acknowledge-missed his presence.Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching. She glanced up to find Aaron standing in the doorway, his tie loosened and the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows. His hair was slightly disheveled, something that stirred something inside Lily's stomach.“Relaxing?” he asked, his voice breaking the silence.Lily nodded, setting her phone aside. “Trying to. What about you? No big deals to close tonight?”Aaron smirked faintly as he stepped into the room. “Not ton
Lily shifted on her feet, avoiding his eyes. “Why wouldn’t I?”A small, humorless smile tugged at his lips. “Because you’ve been avoiding me all day.”“Whatever, I haven't,” she said quickly, but the defensive edge in her voice gave her away.Aaron pushed off the desk, taking a slow step toward her. “You have, Lily.”Her breath hitched, and she took a step back, only to realize she was already at the door. Trapped. “I just... I needed space, okay?”“From me?” he asked, his voice low, almost a whisper.Her gaze flickered to his, and the raw vulnerability in his eyes made her chest tighten. “I don’t know,” she admitted quietly.Aaron closed the remaining distance between them, his hand coming up to rest lightly against the doorframe beside her. “Lily, if I’ve done something to make you uncomfortable-”“You didn’t,” she cut him off, her words tumbling out too quickly. She hesitated, her eyes dropping to the floor. “It’s not you. It’s me. I just... don’t know how to deal with any of this.
She didn’t have an answer for that, and he took another step closer, the space between them growing smaller and smaller.Before the tension could escalate further, Damian appeared in the doorway. “Mr. Knight, the car is ready.”Aaron sighed, glancing at Lily one last time before nodding at Damian. Lily watched as he straightened his jacket and adjusted his cuffs. “Is this a deja vu?” she asked, surprising even herself with the question.“I found out my meeting would be late so I could use some time here.” he said casually."What? 15 minutes?" Lily made an 'are you serious' face.Aaron paused, his hand on the doorframe. He turned to her, his gaze softening. “Wanted to spend more time.”And with that, he was gone. It was so childish of him, Lily thought.Lily spent most of the day trying to focus on her classes and assignments, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Aaron. His words, his touch, his presence-they were like a storm she couldn’t escape, no matter how hard she tried.Back
They sat in silence for a few moments, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. Lily reached for a piece of toast, her movement causing her shorts to ride up slightly. She noticed Aaron’s gaze shift again-brief, almost imperceptible, but it was there.“You’re awfully quiet this morning, why did you request my presence?” Lily said, her voice light as she buttered her toast.Aaron’s lips twitched into a faint smile, though his eyes remained guarded. “Just for breakfast.""And why so quiet?" "Just thinking." he replied.“About?” she prompted, tilting her head.He set his coffee mug down, leaning forward slightly. “About how you seem very comfortable this morning.”Lily raised an eyebrow, pretending not to catch his meaning. “I slept well. Is that a problem?”“Not at all,” Aaron said smoothly, though his voice had dropped a notch. He studied her for a moment longer before leaning back in his chair again, the picture of composure-except for the way his fingers tapped res