He really is the cold, heartless man shown in the movies, except they do have a soft side, but he is cruel, he is a monster. She looked around the roof top at the ruined decorations and balloons and then she lifted her head up to look at the sky. The clouds were crying, just like her. They looked sad, lonely and dark, Lily wondered what they must be going through... or were they crying looking at everyone who was in sorrow, she smiled lightly. "I hope you're fine. " she said to the clouds. I give up Zared Williams, I give up on you. She sat there looking at nothing, feeling the water going down her body, her tears dissolved in the rain water and she was glad. Maybe this is what God wants anyway, maybe he wants me to die as well, she thought to herself. A small laugh left her lips. 'Look at yourself Lily, look what you've done, look what you've done to yourself and look what you've made people do, to you and things that didn't deserve it.' She looked around once again and then the
The puppy jumped and was on it's way to Lily when Zared stopped it. "What's wrong? " he asked the puppy as it looked restless. It strugglef out of his grip and Zared gave up stopping it to see what it wanted. It jumped and ran towards Lily, it pulled her dress and jumped in front of her so she would pick it up, looking at it, she giggled and picked it up. It licked her face all over and couldn't stop barking at her. Once she let it out of her grip, he made circles around her and kept jumping in front of her. Lily's gaze moved to Zared, her eyes asking for permission for playing with him and as he nodded looking at her, she poured the warm milk in a bowl and kept it in front of the puppy. The clock was soon going to strike 2 o'clock when Zared came searching for Charlie, he didn't find it anywhere and assumed it must be with Lily as he remembered she was playing with him. He made his way to her room but stopped before he could open the door. He heard Lily's voice, she was talking
He could handle anything but regret, He didn't want to regret anything, not his decisions ,not his doings, not a thing. He was afraid that he would've punished the innocent one, that he may have broken her heart just like someone once broke his.His phone rang again, he looked at the caller id and then the time. It was Riley. He picked up the call"Zared...where are you?I'm waiting outside your house hurry up" "I-I...uh..Riley I can't-come I'm sorry."What ? You are kidding right ,what happenned ?""I'm sorry Riley maybe some, other time I am really sorry.""Hello ! Zared ! But why ?at least come ou-"Zared hung up. He was staring at nothing for a very long time. He didn't want to do anything right now. He just wanted this feeling to go. Was it all his power and money that he got lost into ? was it all of this that he was blinded by? was that the reason he thought she was a goldigger too ?was it his wealth that made him beleive Lily was nothing but a goldigger? He couldn't h
Zared raised his brows and looked at his mom. "No-No, I mean yes- I have been taking care of her, she just doesn't like to eat much, right?"Lily nodded. "Look, ask her, she knows better." he said. "You should feed her any way, she's your responsibility after all, look at her, the last time I saw her, her cheeks were filled and chubby, now look at her she's just bones and blood." she said turning Lily to Zared so he could take a better look at her. "I-" before Zared could say anything Lily changed the subject. "Mom, at least come inside first, I'll bring something to drink for you." Clarissa smiled watching Lily as she went to the kitchen. Clarissa and Zared took their seats on the couch. "What a well mannered girl" Clarissa said stating at Lily as Zared just rolled his eyes. "Mom, even I've turned skinny, don't you think ?""I think you're perfectly well.... well to take care of yourself, if you're still getting skinny then it's your fault that you're not working on being str
He had seen models all around the world, actresses and what not, but the beauty Lily held, it was something else, something he had never seen. He loved Riley though, he thought she was beautiful as well but not more than Lily, but he loved her and that's what mattered to him more than anything else. Riley was a pure soul in his eyes but Lily? a cunning one. "Go to the bed" he demanded.Lily turned and lied on the bed, taking the blanket over herself till she covered her neck, she closed her eyes. Zared closed the study's door and went to sleep on the bed beside Lily. He looked at her then turned around to face the other way and closed his eyes. The next morning, as the run rised the rays of the sun entered Zared's room through the window. Charlie climbed on Zared who was fast asleep and barked loudly and continuously. Zared opened his eyes to find Charlie jumping all over him and then on Lily, making Lily wake up from her sleep. She pet Charlie as she woke up and looked at him smil
"I know, mom, you don't have to worry, we just had a small fight and I'll fix it tonight.""You better, she's really precious Zared, she's so young, all this is too much for her to handle, don't shower her with more difficulties, she's alone, you're the only one she has, we already know about her parents, you know how they were. Their behavior and the how they immediately agreed to marrying off their daughter to you, I thanked God she was going to be in better hands now, just don't make me regret my decision alright?""Yeah, mom." Zared's face dropped as he heard what his mom was thinking about him. Zared went to his room where Lily was standing looking out from the window. Zared grabbed her hand and turned her around harshly. "Are you happy now ? You dumbass girl! ARE YOU F**KING HAPPY NOW!? You can't ever see me happy, can you ?! I was talking to my mom so peacefuly and you can't even stand it for a minute....she started lecturing me for 'not being a good husband' I know very well
"Come on, get ready, we'll have breakfast outside and then go shopping" "But, the malls and shops don't open yet.""We can just wander around till then, go to some museums and stuff, get ready!""Okay" Lily smiled widely and went to her room to get ready. She wore a white A line frock with little black hearts all over it with her hair open. She loved modest fashion and always wore something eye catching, though it was not blingy or any thing but simple and cute looking. Clarissa and Lily stopped by at a cafe to have their breakfast and then went to some parks and art mueseums to pass their time. When the shopping malls and shops opened, Clarissa took Lily to all kinds of shops, they went to the biggest brand's shops and Clarissa made Lily try every thing she picked for her, from clothes to bags and heels and make up and what not. All the workers and managers in those shops knew Clarissa and treated her really well. Lily was trying one of Clarissa's chosen pair of skirt and top whic
Clarissa loved the outfit she was wearing, she clicked a ton of pictures in it and this was the first time she clicked her pictures, she's never believed she was beautiful enough to have her pictures clicked. She loved tweed outfits but never had the courage to try it on, she thought it would never look good on her but now that she was wearing it, she loved it. Clarissa and Lily arrived at Knightsbridge and entered the house as they saw Zared standing in the middle of the living room, he haulted his steps when he saw both of them, it was around 5 pm. "Hi, you're home ? ""Yeah.... I needed to get ready for the party, where were you?""Shopping, can't you see" Clarissa said looking at her workers who was placing the shopping bags inside the house. Zared nodded looking at the bags. "Had to give your wife a little makeover, how is she looking? " She asked pulling Lily forward. Zared's eyes widened and his brows raised as he noticed Lily. His gaze was fixed on her face, she didn't l
"I can forgive you, I guess. People have done worse than this." She admitted. "Did he do anything to you? What did he come for?" Lily's eyes narrowed. "I’ve had...Damian keeping an eye on you ever since he revealed himself to you...." Aaron admitted, "I didn’t want you to be blindsided by him.” For a moment, she didn’t know whether to be angry or grateful. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, her voice quiet. “Because I didn’t want to scare you,” he said honestly. “I wanted to make sure you were safe, but I also wanted to respect your space. I wasn’t sure if hearing it from me would help or just...make things worse.” Her emotions overwhelmed her, and before she could stop herself, tears welled up in her eyes. Aaron, without hesitation, reached across the table and took her hand. “It’s okay,” he said softly. “You’re safe now. That’s all that matters.” For the first time in what felt like forever, Lily let herself break. She leaned across the table, and Aaron
Lily was sitting in her living room, her mind a whirlwind of the confrontation with Zared and Aaron stepping in, having her back-as always. After all that happened, she wondered if her pushing Zared off was selfish of her. While Lily had grown more mature these years, she had also become cold and made sure to keep herself first at any cost-but this Lily...it was the old Lily...who wanted to think that she was wrong for mistreating Zared-maybe her was disturbed, what could have possibly been the reason for him to fake his death-how big the problem must've been? A knock at the door startled her from her thoughts. Frowning, she checked the time-it was late, far too late for visitors. Cautiously, she approached the door and looked through the peephole. It was Zared. Her breath caught, and her hand instinctively tightened on the doorknob. Part of her wanted to ignore him, but the other part-the one still grappling with the guilt of his supposed death-compelled her to open the
Lily sat across from Clara in her cozy apartment after the massive shock she had, the glow of the city lights filtered through the windows. Clara had invited her over for an evening of conversation, sensing something was weighing heavily on her friend. As Lily sipped her tea, her fingers fidgeted with the rim of the cup. “Clara,” she began hesitantly, “something happened yesterday.” Clara raised an eyebrow. “What is it?" Taking a deep breath, Lily placed the cup down and looked Clara in the eye. “Zared is alive.” Clara froze, the mug in her hands suspended mid-air. “What?” “He came to my office. I didn’t recognize him at first, but it was him, Clara. He’s alive, and he... he apologized for everything.” Clara placed her cup down, her expression a mixture of shock and confusion. “Zared? As in Zared Williams?The same man who k*lled himself? How is that even possible?” Lily shook her head, her voice shaky. “I don’t know. He said it was complicated and that he was tryin
Lily sat at her desk in her company, her fingers hovering over her keyboard. The day had been long and draining, but there was still a stack of work to get through. She sighed, rubbing her temples, when a soft knock interrupted her thoughts. “Come in,” she called not lifting her head up. The door opened and closed behind. “Do you need anything, ma'am?” "No, thanks." "Would you like some coffee?" "No, you can go." Lily said, her tone cold as her eyes remained on the screen. “Some tea?" he asked Her brows furrowed but her eyes remained on her paperwork. "I dont need anything, leave before I fire you." There was a pause, but the person in front of her didn’t leave. Instead, he took a step closer. “Are you sure? I can fetch you tea, coffee... water, maybe?” Lily looked up briefly, irritation flickering across her face, though she still didn’t focus on him entirely. “No, thank you. And I think you should go.” But the man didn’t move. “How about I help you
It had been two weeks since the gala, and life had settled back into its usual rhythm for Lily; or at least, that’s what she told herself over the weeks. The days were packed with meetings, client calls, and deadlines, leaving her little time to dwell on anything else. But no matter how busy she was, Aaron’s presence lingered in the back of her mind like a stubborn shadow. She hadn’t expected to see him again so soon, and certainly not like that-standing across a room, looking at her with a mix of longing and regret. Lily shook her head as she sat at her desk, trying to push the memory aside. He doesn’t matter anymore, she reminded herself. You’ve moved on. Your life is yours now. But the truth was harder to face. A part of her was still drawn to him, to the man who had once made her feel like the center of his universe. Later that evening at her apartment, as she stepped into the kitchen, her phone buzzed on the counter. She picked it up to see Clara’s name flashing on
Aaron was already making his way toward her, his steps purposeful but hesitant. “Do you want me to distract him?” Clara asked, noticing. “No,” Lily said, surprising even herself. “I’ll handle it.” When he finally reached her, he stopped just short of invading her space. “Lily,” he said, his voice a mix of relief and uncertainty. “Aaron,” she replied, keeping her tone neutral. Clara took that as her cue to slip away, leaving them alone. “You look...” Aaron trailed off, his gaze softening. “You look beautiful.” “Thank you,” Lily said, her walls firmly in place. There was an awkward silence before Aaron spoke again. “How have you been?” “Busy,” Lily said simply. “You?” "Same. Busy." He said, his eyes boring into her's. Aaron Knight had never been one to doubt himself. His confidence, honed over years of navigating ruthless boardrooms and mastering impossible deals, was unshakable. But now, sitting in his empty penthouse with the city lights stretching endlessly b
The 4 years that followed were a whirlwind of success for Lily. As the founder and CEO of her own fashion brand, she had become a name synonymous with innovation and elegance. Her designs graced international runways, and her name carried weight in the business world. She was confident, composed, and exactly where she wanted to be. It was a crisp evening in the city, and Lily sat in her office overlooking the bustling streets below. She tapped her pen against the edge of her notebook, her mind wandering. A knock at the door broke her thoughts. Clara walked in, looking radiant as ever in a sleek jumpsuit. “Your PR team says you need to approve the final list for the charity gala tomorrow,” she said, placing a folder on Lily’s desk. Lily smirked. “You didn’t need to bring this yourself. What’s the real reason you’re here?” Clara feigned an offended look. “What, I can’t check on my dear friend? Fine, maybe I just needed a break from my office. Paperwork is soul-sucking.”
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.
The penthouse felt cavernous in her absence. Lily’s steps echoed faintly against the polished floors as she carried a small bag down the hall. She had packed only the essentials-clothes, documents, and her favorite book-a conscious decision not to look back. The thought of leaving the home they'd shared stung, but staying felt like drowning. Her mind replayed the scene in Aaron’s study, the damning photographs and the file with her name etched at the top. Every piece of information about her, laid bare-her family, her childhood, her fears. She’d trusted him, and in return, he had dissected her life like a puzzle to control. As she neared the door, the faint scent of his cologne lingered, and her grip on the bag tightened. This was the only goodbye she could give. Aaron had been out since the incident-a small mercy-but as Lily turned the handle, she heard the elevator hum to life. Her heart plummeted. The doors slid open, and Aaron stepped out, his suit slightly dishevel