Chapter 4

Ten minutes gone and there was still nothing from Lily, instead she was the one feeling hot. Her vision was becoming hazy. This wasn't good.

"You look like you're experiencing some kind of discomfort"

"I…I…"

"Come on. Let's get you treated" Lily helped her up, walking away with her. Marie couldn't fight back, she was becoming numb. For some reason, she remembered the room number. She found it, and stared at Marie, who wasn't herself anymore.

"Have a taste of your medicine, dear sister" she turned the knob and pushed her in, closing it behind her. She placed her head on the door, grimacing when the slapping sounds and moans. Luckily, the room was soundproofed. She glanced at her wristwatch. If she wasn't mistaken, the press would storm this place in a few minutes. Marie had tipped some of them off that they could have a juicy content to write about if they came to room 06. She stood in a corner, patiently waiting. Lily was, however, startled out of her wits when she felt someone's rough hand grab her arms.

"What—" The remaining words died in her throat. He pushed her again a wall, his face was dangerously close. His broad back covered the view of her small body. She didn't know what he was doing.

"You—" he shushed her. She wanted to protest again and scold him for taking advantage of her, but her body froze when she heard someone's footsteps. Jayden has been looking all around for Marie. He didn't know when she left the party. A waiter had informed him he saw the two girls going in the direction of the hotel rooms. He walked around the empty hallway for any sign of them. He finally saw someone. A man. His back was facing him. Then he saw a woman. Her face was hidden by the man's broad back. They position was quite suggestive. He was going to ask if they saw anyone but changed his mind, walking away with a red face.

Lily heaved a huge sigh of relief. Thank goodness. She wasn't scared of him. She was scared that him seeing her would foil her plans.

"Thank you" she said to the unmoving man. He didn't reply. Her heart thumped wildly in the noiseless hallway that she was so scared he would hear. "Um… Can you let me go now?" Still no reply. He was staring at her intently, like there was something of interest on her face. She wondered if he was deaf-mute. "Mister, can you hear me?" She gestured with her hands.

He finally let her go, but not completely. His large body still caged her small ones, but at least, his hands were no longer on the wall beside her head. She stared at him, waiting for him to move aside. The space available was too small for her. He didn't.

She decided to change her approach. Lily smiled.

"Why? You can't bear to let me go? Am I so pretty that you stare at me so much?"

"Yes" Her smiled faltered at his point-blank answer. She, who had so many things in his head to say to him to make him let go of her, was suddenly left speechless. "You are pretty"

"Oh… Thank you. I need to leave now" she pushed him and ran off. He only allowed himself to be pushed. If he stood rigid, nothing could shake him. He stared as the little woman ran away till she was out of sight. An unreadable expression gracing his handsome face.

Lily snuck back to the hall, choosing a corner, sipping a glass of cocktail to give the impression that she had been sitting there all this while. She had planned to wait and watch the press capture the whole thing, but thought better of it, especially after she met Edward. She looked around. He wasn't back yet. She thought about what she did earlier. He knew, right? Was that why he was staring at her? Because he felt she was a bad person.

"I have been looking all over for you. Where have you been?"

"I have been here all along" she lied.

A commotion in the hall stopped him from saying more. The pressmen were leaving the hall in large numbers. It was time.

Everyone became so curious and began to inquire among themselves. Silvia, who was wondering where her daughter had gone, also wondered what the fuss was all about. Their appetite for gossip was stirred, and some of the guest followed the pressmen. Lily rested her back. She would let them see for themselves.

"What is going on?" Jayden asked aloud. She ignored him.

One of the men Marie had tipped off led the way. They arrived in the room, their cameras at the ready. They pushed the door open, their cameras flashing non-stop.

Marie, who had just finished doing the deed with the man, was still confused. She was sober now. The effect of the aphrodisiac had worn off, but her memories were still a little foggy. She was scared shitless when the door burst open and several people walked in, flashing lights in her face. She quickly covered her naked self.

"No, no. Stop the cameras! Stop!" They paid her no heed. The man beside her was lost in the world of dreams, snoring away.

"Please stop!"

Rupert anxiously broke through the crowd into the room. Someone had returned to the hall to tell him what had happened. He didn't believe it at first, but he did now. His dear daughter was naked on a bed. Telltale signs of sex were on her. Hickeys. The disgusting smell of ejaculation filled the air too. What more evidence was needed. As much as he tried to speak to them to stop taking pictures, they didn't budge. This was big news. Different headlines were swimming in their heads. Lily, Silvia, and Jayden has followed Rupert but couldn't get in due to the large crowd. Only when the hotel management interfered did the people disperse, leaving the whole family in the room.