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"Chocolate." He showed her, his now chcolate covered thumb."Thanks." She said before breaking the eye contact."It was a pleasure." when Lily looked up at him, he was already staring at her-like he was piercing his gaze into her's. There was something about it.Clara began clearing some of the mess, humming softly to herself.For a brief moment, everything felt...simple. Like the outside world and its looming threats couldn’t reach them here.But outside the window, hidden beneath the overcast sky, a car rolled slowly past the building. Its tinted windows concealed whoever sat inside, watching.And just as quietly as it had appeared, it disappeared down the street.But not unnoticed.Damian’s sharp eyes followed it until it was out of sight, his hand tightening subtly around the edge of the counter.The peace was temporary-a fragile bubble on the edge of bursting.But for now, inside the warmth of the kitchen, laughter still lingered in the air. Not for long though.The sun dipped lo
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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
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"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
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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
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