Lillian's POV.
"Will Dustin like this color?" I asked myself, raising the red-colored sweater I was knitting.
"He might like it," A faint smile spread on my lips as I lowered my hands to continue knitting.
Knitting had been the most effective way to kill boredom after my accident. The accident that happened three years ago, confined me to a wheelchair and made most of the exciting things in my life a distant memory. My immobility had caused me to be locked away in this huge mansion.
Sickened by my loneliness, I sought hobbies to occupy myself, and knitting was my best option.
"I might add a blue color to the sweater," I muttered.
As I continued knitting, I heard the door swing open. Lifting my head, I spotted my husband, Dustin Stone, stepping in.
Dustin was a successful billionaire tycoon. In my eyes, he was the most handsome man alive. His dark eyes and deep pink lips were something to die for.
"Pumpkin, look what I'm making for you," I said, raising the half-made sweater. "What color should I add? Would you like blue or green?"
I waited for a response from him, but he ignored me and left. I let out a sad sigh as I was already used to his cold attitude and was about to resume my task when he walked in again with a beautiful woman.
More unsettling was his hand wrapped around her curves, almost touching her ass. My mind filled with questions as they walked toward me.
Who was the woman? Why was Dustin touching her so... intimately?
"Dustin, Who is she?" I asked, glancing between both of them. "Is she a business partner?" I assumed.
"No," Dustin sharply rejected my assumption. "This is my future wife, Maureen Moore,"
Future wife? Did I hear him correctly?
"What did you just say?" I asked, my voice breaking.
"You're not getting it, are you?" He snapped, coldly, before flinging some papers at me.
I gasped as the documents hit my face. My grasp on my knitting pins loosened and they dropped to my unfeeling thighs.
"Dustin, what are these?" I stuttered, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Just shut the fuck up and check!" He retorted, hissing afterward.
"Can she read?" the woman, Maureen, asked with a mocking smile.
"To an extent," Dustin replied, and both of them burst into fits of shaming laughter.
My breath hitched, and my heart quivered, threatening to shatter. With shaky hands, I picked up the papers from my thighs. Through my teary eyes, I saw "DIVORCE" boldly written on the papers.
Gasps left my lips, and fat balls of hot tears began rolling down my cheeks. My heart instantly broke, leaving not a piece intact. Why was the man I loved divorcing me? What wrong had I done? Despite my condition, I had tried being a good wife. Why divorce me?
"Dustin, these papers can't be for me. I think you're making a mistake. I know you love me," I said, trying to convince myself.
"Love?" He raised his brow. "I feel nothing but disgust for you," He spat, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.
"You're disgusted by me?" I sobbed, my hand reaching for my aching chest.
"Lilian, stop with your miserable tears. You know that's exactly what I feel when looking at you. I even think that disgust is an understatement," He uttered, coldly. "You've always been pathetic. Now, you're just useless. It's simply despicable!"
I never imagined that one day, the love of my life, my first in everything, would be telling me such humiliating words.
"My love, Maureen, has saved me from this nauseating life with you. I am happier with her, and she's beautiful and capable enough to care for herself. She's independent, unlike your miserable self!" He growled behind his gritted teeth.
I was stunned and broken by the emotionlessness in his voice. But I had no other choice than to beg. He was all I had.
"Dustin, please don't do this to me," I pleaded, tears escaping my eyes.
"Lilian, just sign the divorce papers," He ordered, then threw a pen at me.
"Dustin, I have lost a lot already... I can't lose you too. I have no one else to turn to," I sobbed, not minding if my dignity was being crushed.
"Well, Lilian...that sounds like a 'You' problem. Just sign the fucking papers and get the hell out of my life, so, my beautiful Maureen can take her rightful place," He whispered, looking at her with a pool of affection in his eyes.
He used to look at me that way too. Before the accident, his love for me knew no bounds. His world revolved around me. There were no limits to his affection.
However, once I got into that accident and became paralyzed, he changed. He became cold, distant, and immature. He gave up on me.
My eyes widened as I watched him pressing his lips softly on hers. He began kissing her passionately. I couldn't remember the last time he kissed me with such burning intensity before.
My chest throbbed as I watched them. It felt like the pieces of my shattered heart were being ripped out.
"Dustin, for old times' sake, please don't send me away," I sobbed, interrupting their kiss.
I might seem pathetic right now, but I was helpless. I was an orphan with no one to turn to. My only parent, my father, died mysteriously before my marriage. I didn't know who my mother was. She left my father with my sister and I was never allowed to talk about her. I never had friends and once I married Dustin, my isolation worsened in the three years of our marriage.
None of Dustin's friends would help me because they hardly knew me. I had no job or savings to help me financially. My disability would worsen my situation.
“Don’t worry…” He chuckled. “I won’t send you away. No matter how useless you are, you still have something I can take.” His eyes flashed with wickedness.
However, I continued to beg, he could take whatever he wanted, "Dustin, please..."
On the other hand, Maureen’s patience was wearing thin, "Why are you so stubborn, you low-life bitch?!" The woman snapped and stepped closer to my wheelchair.
I lowered my gaze, but she grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at her.
"If you know what is good for you, you will sign those papers so you will become useful for once in your life!" She yelled in my face.
Tears streamed down my temples, but I stood my ground.
"I'm not signing anything. I am Dustin's wife and—" Before I could complete my sentence, the back of her hand flew to my cheek.
My cheeks stung from the slap, but then she proceeded to push me off the wheelchair.
My eyes widened as my body hit the cold and hard floor, causing my knitting pins to pierce me.
"Ah!" I groaned.
Struggling, I reached for my wheelchair, but she grabbed it and pushed it away.
"Either you sign the papers or crawl for the rest of your lame life," She threatened. Her eyes burned with rage but then she suddenly held onto her stomach.
“Maureen, are you alright?” Dustin rushed toward her and held her carefully. “Sit down a bit. You are too weak and you shouldn't stress yourself.” He led her to the couch and he made her sit down, facing my direction.
The woman who had been raging suddenly turned weak and pale and I was astonished. My tears flowed heavier, and my body trembled in anguish seeing how he cared for her deeply. But then I needed to get up to face the situation.
"I need my wheelchair, Dustin," I demanded, crawling and dragging my lifeless legs towards it.
He simply laughed and stepped toward it as well.
"Dustin, please give it to me!" I shouted in tears, It was like I was stripped of my shield.
I was hoping for a second that he was going to show me some compassion. But instead, he grabbed the wheelchair, and tossed it further away.
"Dustin!" I cried out, helplessly.
"Sign the divorce papers!" Dustin growled, monstrously.
Lillian’s POVDarting my gaze at my tossed wheelchair, frustration surged through me. Crawling over to it would be an incredible struggle. Feeling defeated, I lowered my face to the floor, tears spilling onto it. As more tears rolled on the spot she slapped, my skin burned in irritation. I had always had delicate skin, and tears weren't good for me. But strangely, that wasn't the only spot I felt pain. When I was pushed to the floor by my husband's devilish mistress, one of the knitting pins pierced me. I felt the prick of the needle. I had never felt anything in my legs since the accident. I didn't understand why this happened now, but there was a flicker of hope in my heart. I might walk again. Maybe I was being delusional but I wanted to hold onto the last hope that I could walk again. Maybe, Dustin would love me again. "Lilian!" I lifted my head, and my gaze met with his cold, dark eyes. Those were the eyes I once adored, but they were just hollow orbs to me. "Dustin, why
My breath grew shallow, gasps desperately leaving my lips. It felt like I couldn't breathe. My lungs seemed to reject the very air they had taken in. "You are such a devil!" I screamed, each word going against the little air I had left. "My kidney will never be yours. She will die like the pathetic bitch that she is, and you'll finally know how it feels to lose someone...that you love,"His eyes darkened at my words, but there was no real shock. There was just a deeper malice that sent chills down my spine. "You're a fool, if you think that will happen," He spat, his voice no longer firm, but chillingly void of emotions."Yes I do!" I asserted, my shaky hands slowly reaching up to wipe the tears I didn't realize had fallen already. "You're going to regret everything you've done to me and my father...You could have just found another donor, but you chose someone gullible, someone you could control." "Cut the fucking crap," Dustin sneered, his lips curving into a twisted smile. "I w
Alexander’s POVMy car drove through the large York river and I chuckled darkly as my eyes were fixed on the picture in my wallet. I had held onto that picture for the past two years. The woman in the picture was the most beautiful I had ever seen, no one could compete with her radiance.She was a natural beauty, with her long brunette hair, hazel eyes, and plump pink lips. Her curvy figure was so stunning that nearly all the men she encountered wanted her. Yet, she chose me, Alexander McQueen. That was her biggest mistake. She shouldn't have been with someone like me. Every woman sought me but she was different. She loved me differently and didn't even care if I was one of the richest men in the world. I might have been the best man in her life, as she often described me, but if it weren't for my presence, she would still be here. My hand clenched around my wallet as I recalled how she had been kidnapped by an evil rival, never to be found again. I had tried desperately to save
Lillian's POV. My eyes widened as his lips pressed against mine. My mind froze for a second before I wondered why he was kissing me. I thought that he wanted to save me. Did he stop Dustin just so he could take advantage of my situation? Why was everyone trying to exploit my vulnerability? Instinctively, I put my bound hands forward, “Get off me!” I screamed and tried to push him away. His warm hands, however, held my face more firmly, though without hurting me. He continued kissing me, ignoring my feeble attempts at protest. “You bastard!” I cussed. It seemed like all men were nothing but scumbags. A surge of anger filled my veins, and I was about to push him again when I noticed his eyes were closed and tears were visible on his cheeks. Why was he crying? Everything felt so confusing. It wasn't my business what he was doing, though. I just needed to stop him. With renewed strength, I succeeded in pushing him away. His body banged on the edge of the car seat. "Stop it!" I sn
Lillian's POVMy body froze, and for a moment, it felt like my heart stopped beating. I hastily looked up at the unknown man's face, his expression was cold as steel and unreadable. Was he shot?"If you take another step, this bullet will go straight into your fucking skull," I heard Dustin's low menacing voice. "I know who you are...Alexander McQueen. That's the only reason you're alive. But don't mistake my mercy for another chance at stupidity. Give her back to me and disappear."My breath caught in my throat. Alexander McQueen? That name rang a bell but I couldn't quite remember who he was. However, I didn't want Alexander to die because of me. But I didn't want to return to Dustin either. "I don't want him to hurt you," I muttered, placing my hand on his chest without thinking. The warmth of his body seemed to contrast with his cold demeanor. His gaze softened as he looked down at me, "Don't worry, love. I'm gonna keep us safe. I will never let him hurt you again. Just trust m
Alexander's POVMy body crashed into the driver's seat, but I wasn't concerned about myself. My mind was on Jessica.As the car came to a halt, I quickly stabilized myself and darted my gaze toward her.My eyes widened in shock at the sight of her slumped body, with blood trickling down her head. "Jessica!" I exclaimed in shock."Jessica..." I muttered, fear filling me as I reached for her. I scooped her into my arms and gently wiped the blood dripping down her face. Reaching for my pocket, I pulled out my handkerchief and pressed it against the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. "What the hell was that?!" I spat, turning to see Dustin's car. It seemed like that bastard was stronger and more determined than I thought. Even a bullet through his thigh hadn't stopped him. What did he truly want from Jessica? Was he working for my rival? Or was this all for his sick pleasure? I wanted to go to him, drag the answers out of him, and blow up his car for nearly causing an accident, but
Lilian's POV A soft moan escaped my lips as my eyes fluttered open. I stared at a dark-painted wall, feeling disoriented. I instinctively tried to observe my environment but a sharp pain in my head caused me to go still, making me whimper. "Ow," I groaned softly. Closing my eyes briefly to endure the ache, I suddenly became aware of the warm breath behind me. It was soothing yet strange. Startled by it, I flickered my eyes open again and turned slightly, only to see Alexander lying beside me. It was then I noticed his hands wrapped around me. "What the hell?" I yelled, grabbing his hands and trying to yank them away. "Get your hands off me!" I appreciated that he saved my life, but this was no excuse for such an invasion of privacy. "Alexander!" I snapped, unintentionally jerking him hard with my elbow. Alexander stirred from his sleep, his eyes slowly opening. The moment his gaze locked with mine, my body froze, and my heart began to race in a way I couldn't explain.
Lillian's POV."It's for Jessica," Alexander replied, gesturing toward me.My jaw dropped at his words. Did he get a wheelchair for me? How did he even know...? Oh, Martin must have told him. "Why did you get a wheelchair for me...I mean, when?" I asked, my voice filled with amazement. "I ordered it on our way to the mansion. Though It would be a pleasure to carry you everywhere, I don't want to cause you any inconvenience," He said, glancing at me with a gentle smile. A warmth spread through my heart as his words sank in. "It's an electric wheelchair. You don't have to worry about anyone pushing you. Also, if you want to go downstairs, there's an elevator. But if you are claustrophobic, I'll have a stair lift installed for you..." I hadn't felt this kind of kindness in a long time. The wheelchair I was using wasn't electric. I had to push myself everywhere, and it wasn't comfortable at all. My complaints had always been ignored. To see a stranger doing so much for me. It was ov
Alexander's POVWhen Lillian texted me she that had arrived at my mother's house, I decided to check on her. She seemed fine in her message, but my instinct told me otherwise.Upon arriving at my parents' home, I was met with chaos. I had almost managed to get Lillian out of the situation peacefully until the birth control details were revealed.It wasn't the fact that she was taking preventive measures that upset me, it was the lie. We had talked about having kids and she agreed with me. She gave me false hope.Did she not love me enough to have kids with me? Had I been a bad husband to her or was her love for me not as deep as mine for her?Despite my feelings, I still defended her. I couldn't let Eva and my mother degrade her.As we left my parent's home, the journey back home was painfully silent. Many thoughts ran through my mind, but I didn't voice them since she didn't say anything. I didn't expect an apology, but I wanted an explanation.Realizing she wasn't ready to speak, I
Lillian's POVMy eyes widened in shock. Did this animal just hug me?Without hesitation, I pushing him away and landed a thunderous slap against his cheek. His face flew sideways, my fingerprints instantly outlining on his face."Don't you ever lay your disgusting hands on me again!" I growled, my eyes blazing with anger.It felt as though a million ants were crawling over skin. I quickly opened my bag and slipped out a tissue to wipe my arms."Gross," I hissed in disdain."Did you just say my touch was gross?" He sneered, his bloodshot eyes staring at me."Yes I did," I yelled, my voice echoing in the parking lot. "And if you ever touch me again, you'll regret it."He suddenly threw his head backward, laughing dryly."Look at little Lily, threatening me because her tiny legs are back and she doesn't have to crawl away.""That's all you've got?" I said, tsking. "Your comeback is as lame as your life now."I stepped closer to him, looking straight in the eyes. He seemed a bit shocked b
Lillian's POV."What?" I gasped in shock, my heart hammering in my chest.What was Alexander doing with Eva? I wouldn't mind if she was at the party, but she was all over him.As they continued walking towards the car, I quickly slipped away to hide.I peeked, watching as they reached the car. They parted for a moment, and she held his face gently. Alexander didn't seem irritated like he was, in the mansion yesterday. He was calm.Why was he okay with another woman touching him?My heart twisted as she wrapped her hands around him, saying things I couldn't hear."He's not pushing her away," I muttered under my breath. "Why?"Was it because of her, he had been avoiding my calls? Or was it because of my lie that he decided to turn to Eva? She hugged him for minutes, and every moment was like a knife stabbing and twisting my heart.They looked intimate. His hands weren't even in his pockets from the angle I was staring from. He was probably hugging her back.Tears welled in my eyes as a
Lillian's POVI watched as he drove off, his car disappearing in the distance. I thought we would come home and have a few discussions about it or even argue, but the way he left was disturbing. Alexander was never one to leave an issue unresolved. He always liked to talk things out. But this time he didn't just ignore the issue, he completely ignored me. Maybe, I should have spoken to him in the car. I shouldn't have taken his silence for granted. "He's angry with me," I muttered, feeling guilty. How was I going to solve this? Should I tell Martin to chase after his car? Damn! This situation didn't need a road rage. "I should just go inside, he might return later and talk with me," I muttered, letting out a sigh. Upon entering the mansion, I strolled tiredly to the couch, pulling my box with me. Getting to the couch, I sank into it. "Should I call him now?" I whispered to myself, my heart racing. I pulled my phone out of my bag, almost dialing his number. But then, I stoppe
Lillian's POVMy heart was wildly beating in my chest as Eva waved the pills at them."Give that to me!" I yelled, letting go of Alexander and scrambling forward to snatch it.But before I could grab it, Mrs. McQueen got her hands on it. She inspected the pills, glancing through the label."Birth control!" She exclaimed, her eyes widening in shock. "These are birth control pills. Why do you have these with you?" "She obviously doesn't want to get pregnant for Alexander," Eva spat, her words hitting close, but for all the wrong reasons, "She wants to make sure she's not tied down to Alexander when she demands a divorce and takes half of his money." "I hope you made her sign a prenuptial agreement," Eva stated, a smug look on her face. Before I could respond, Mrs McQueen questioned me with hurt laced in her voice. "Why are you taking this?" She demanded, staring at me in disbelief. "Just a few minutes ago, you told me that you and Alexander would get pregnant soon... but with birth
Lillian's POVI held on tightly to my bag, refusing to let either of them lay a finger on it."The contents of my bag aren't anyone's business," I uttered firmly. "I'm not hiding anything, and that's all I have to reveal.""That's not true," Eva spat, her eyes fixed on my bag. "You are certainly hiding something. Look at the way you're clutching onto the bag like there's some treasure in there.""I'm not clutching onto anything, can you just drop this nonsense?" I spat, trying to deflect her suspicion.Maybe, I shouldn't have questioned her too much. I should have just let it go once I had my bag. But what she did was disrespectful. Why would she take my bag so abruptly? Was this her plan all along?She was curious to know what I had purchased from the pharmacy, and why I was being so secretive."No, I won't drop it!" She retorted. "You were the one yelling at me for mistakenly taking your bag. If there was nothing strange in there, why not prove it?""Eva is right," Mrs. McQueen said
Lillian's POV"I don't understand this," I said, shaking my head. I was so confused and shocked by the whole situation.She invited me here to bond or form some sort of amicable relationship, but if that was her intention, why would she bring Eva of all people?This was unbelievable and downright astonishing."Kendall, I can't comprehend what's going on!" I spat, my voice laced with irritation. "What is she doing here? This isn't even a mere visit because she's here with a suitcase. Was this the bonding you were talking about?""How do you expect us to bond with someone else here?" I asked, unable to hide my displeasure."Lillian, calm down," Mrs. McQueen whispered."I'm calm, Kendall," I replied sharply. "But this is so unexpected and uncalled for. Why would you invite her to spend time with us when we are trying to mend our relationship...if that was even the purpose of this?""Eva was supposed to marry Alexander. I had promised to make it happen," She began. "But that wasn't possib
Lillian's POVI was taken aback , what was Eva doing here?"Look who we have here..."Eva began, her tone taunting."The lost-and-found lover.""You mean wife?" I corrected her, my tone laced with irritation.Her face paled at my words, but she didn't look too surprised. She must have seen the news when Alexander called me his wife."The correction wasn't necessary," Eva spat, glaring at me. "But if it makes you feel better to be constantly called his wife, then fine. Just know, nothing remains forever."She just threatened me and I knew it."It's a marriage, it's meant to last forever until death do us part," I restorted quickly.Even though our marriage was technically a contract for three years, I had already given my body, heart and soul to Alexander. Would it be easy to part from him?"Bullshit," Eva sneered, clearly irritated. "I can't believe that Alexander still chose someone like you. I wish he could concentrate on the future, not cling to the past."She looked over me from hea
Lillian's POV"Oh," I let out a sigh of relief, my body finally still. I had never come that hard before. It was so intense and thrilling. I wanted to feel it again.His cock moved slowly inside me again, and soft cries escaped my lips."Gosh..."I trembled, my toes curling.His thrusts were slow, and addictive, making my body jerk with pleasure. With each movement, my pussy pulsed around his cock, my body threatening to lose control again."Alex..." I whimpered, a smile tugging at my lips.My body craved that searing hotness again, the overwhelming rush. My hands trailed over his muscular back, savoring every touch and moment."Mmm...mmm."The slowness of his thrusts was tortuous, yet captivating. I was floating on the cloud of desire, drowning in the haze of pleasure.But then, his pace quickened, each thrust driving deeper and harder. My breaths turned ragged, and my moans grew louder, filling the room.My nails dug into his back as his cock hit that perfect spot, again and again, m