Author's POV. "How could you do this to her?" Alexander yelled, glancing at Lillian, who was on the couch. Alexander, upon his arrival, saw Lillian lying on the floor, unconscious and pale. He was stunned and baffled by the sight. He carried her into his car, then took her into the mansion. He suspected that it had something to do with Jessica. The current guilty look on her face confirmed his suspicion. "What did you do to her?" Alexander demanded, his rage evident. Jessica was a bit taken aback by how he kept yelling at her. This wasn't the Alexander she knew. This man was completely different, driven by another force, which was not the love for her. "Jessica!" She flinched, wondering the right words to say, in order not to upset him some more. "Jessica, how could you do this? There are bruises all over her body. What is wrong with you?" he queried, wondering how Jessica could be so awful.Jessica did not want to lose face so she yelled back, "How did you know that I did tha
Author's POV."I want to get rid of her as much as you do," Gianna said, her tone laced with frustration. "But I can't touch her for now." Jessica's face twisted in anger. Her mother was her only hope in getting rid of Lillian without a trace,but now she seemed hesitant?"What do you mean by that?" Jessica demanded, frowning deeply. "Your father is being suspicious," Gianna replied, her voice wary. "He asked if I knew Lillian or if she could be your twin." "What did you tell him?" Jessica's brows furrowed in concern. "I told him that I didn't understand what was happening, but promised to look into it," Gianna said, letting out a sigh. "I might just make up a lie that she was stolen at birth, but it might backfire and give her an advantage over us," Gianna said her voice laced with worry. Jessica also became worried at her father's curiosity about the situation. She just hoped he would back down and not have anything investigated. "But how am I going to handle her going after A
Author's POV.Jessica inhaled sharply and walked to her room. Upon entering, she grabbed her phone from the bed before sinking into it.She swiped a pillow below her head, making herself comfortable as she searched for a good drug that could get Alexander under her control for a while until she achieved her aim.Although she had no desire to be a mother, Jessica was convinced that getting pregnant would mark a turning point in her relationship with Alexander. Alexander always had a soft spot for kids. She would be the center of attraction."Would it be wise to drug him with something that would make him unconscious or something that would make him aroused?" Jessica thought, biting her bottom lip mischievously. "There is no fun in fucking an unconscious body. I think giving him an aphrodisiac would be best."Jessica rubbed her thighs against each other, closing her eyes in imaginary pleasure."This is going to be more exciting than playing the supportive partner," Jessica smirked. "But
Lillian's POV.I stared down at the money Martin had given me; Alexander had asked him to give it to me because it would take a while to unfreeze the accounts. Slowly, I recalled how Martin told me almost everything that had been happening in the mansion during my absence.His stories sounded a bit exaggerated, but based on what I experienced today, I was sure that they were true. He told me how crazy, manipulative, and controlling Jessica was. He said he felt sorry for Alexander because he was under so much pressure.I felt bad for him too. I couldn't imagine living with a nut job like that woman.Martin narrated, rather passionately, how torn apart Alexander was without me. I was also heartbroken by everything, but what could we do? We were both helpless in this situation.He was unwilling to leave with me, and his parents, along with Jessica's parents would only make our love difficult. Despite how inconvenient things were, we just had to keep living apart.I let out a sad sigh and
Alexander's POV. I dreaded spending another day with her but I had no choice. Our contact was bearable yesterday only because I tried getting some information from her, but today, she annoyed me endlessly."Alex, would you like to watch a movie with me?" she asked, sitting on the couch beside me.As her skin brushed against mine, I instinctively pulled away. "I'm doing something on my phone. I'm not interested in watching a movie right now. Maybe later," I lied, not looking up. "Okay, I'll watch a movie on my own then," she said, letting out a dramatic sigh loud enough for me to hear.As she stood to leave, she suddenly turned back to face me. "I forgot to tell you that my parents and your mom will be coming tonight for dinner," she announced without any warning. "What?" I exclaimed, lifting my gaze in shock."Why are they coming to have dinner with us?" I questioned sharply, unable to hide my fury. "They want to discuss about the engagement and wedding. Since we've sorted out o
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 c
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 POV. I dreaded spending another day with her but I had no choice. Our contact was bearable yesterday only because I tried getting some information from her, but today, she annoyed me endlessly."Alex, would you like to watch a movie with me?" she asked, sitting on the couch beside me.As her skin brushed against mine, I instinctively pulled away. "I'm doing something on my phone. I'm not interested in watching a movie right now. Maybe later," I lied, not looking up. "Okay, I'll watch a movie on my own then," she said, letting out a dramatic sigh loud enough for me to hear.As she stood to leave, she suddenly turned back to face me. "I forgot to tell you that my parents and your mom will be coming tonight for dinner," she announced without any warning. "What?" I exclaimed, lifting my gaze in shock."Why are they coming to have dinner with us?" I questioned sharply, unable to hide my fury. "They want to discuss about the engagement and wedding. Since we've sorted out o
Lillian's POV.I stared down at the money Martin had given me; Alexander had asked him to give it to me because it would take a while to unfreeze the accounts. Slowly, I recalled how Martin told me almost everything that had been happening in the mansion during my absence.His stories sounded a bit exaggerated, but based on what I experienced today, I was sure that they were true. He told me how crazy, manipulative, and controlling Jessica was. He said he felt sorry for Alexander because he was under so much pressure.I felt bad for him too. I couldn't imagine living with a nut job like that woman.Martin narrated, rather passionately, how torn apart Alexander was without me. I was also heartbroken by everything, but what could we do? We were both helpless in this situation.He was unwilling to leave with me, and his parents, along with Jessica's parents would only make our love difficult. Despite how inconvenient things were, we just had to keep living apart.I let out a sad sigh and
Author's POV.Jessica inhaled sharply and walked to her room. Upon entering, she grabbed her phone from the bed before sinking into it.She swiped a pillow below her head, making herself comfortable as she searched for a good drug that could get Alexander under her control for a while until she achieved her aim.Although she had no desire to be a mother, Jessica was convinced that getting pregnant would mark a turning point in her relationship with Alexander. Alexander always had a soft spot for kids. She would be the center of attraction."Would it be wise to drug him with something that would make him unconscious or something that would make him aroused?" Jessica thought, biting her bottom lip mischievously. "There is no fun in fucking an unconscious body. I think giving him an aphrodisiac would be best."Jessica rubbed her thighs against each other, closing her eyes in imaginary pleasure."This is going to be more exciting than playing the supportive partner," Jessica smirked. "But
Author's POV."I want to get rid of her as much as you do," Gianna said, her tone laced with frustration. "But I can't touch her for now." Jessica's face twisted in anger. Her mother was her only hope in getting rid of Lillian without a trace,but now she seemed hesitant?"What do you mean by that?" Jessica demanded, frowning deeply. "Your father is being suspicious," Gianna replied, her voice wary. "He asked if I knew Lillian or if she could be your twin." "What did you tell him?" Jessica's brows furrowed in concern. "I told him that I didn't understand what was happening, but promised to look into it," Gianna said, letting out a sigh. "I might just make up a lie that she was stolen at birth, but it might backfire and give her an advantage over us," Gianna said her voice laced with worry. Jessica also became worried at her father's curiosity about the situation. She just hoped he would back down and not have anything investigated. "But how am I going to handle her going after A
Author's POV. "How could you do this to her?" Alexander yelled, glancing at Lillian, who was on the couch. Alexander, upon his arrival, saw Lillian lying on the floor, unconscious and pale. He was stunned and baffled by the sight. He carried her into his car, then took her into the mansion. He suspected that it had something to do with Jessica. The current guilty look on her face confirmed his suspicion. "What did you do to her?" Alexander demanded, his rage evident. Jessica was a bit taken aback by how he kept yelling at her. This wasn't the Alexander she knew. This man was completely different, driven by another force, which was not the love for her. "Jessica!" She flinched, wondering the right words to say, in order not to upset him some more. "Jessica, how could you do this? There are bruises all over her body. What is wrong with you?" he queried, wondering how Jessica could be so awful.Jessica did not want to lose face so she yelled back, "How did you know that I did tha
Author's POV.Lillian was visibly astounded by her words, but she refused to be afraid. She didn't just come here to waste her time. She came for a purpose, and she was going to fulfill it."I'm sorry for being so intrusive, but I need to have my accounts unfrozen by Alexander. I'm not here to see him for anything else" Lillian said, hoping she would understand. "I know why you're upset, and I would be enraged if I were in your shoes, but I need you to please let me talk to him," she added, her tone considerate."Shut up!" Jessica shunned her. "You're nothing but a golddigger. Have you no shame at all? Imagine not having an income of your own as a grown woman. Such a disgrace to womanhood."Lillian felt so insulted by her words but saw no point in fighting with her. She just needed to see Alexander and get things sorted out.She was already looking for a job, and one seemed to be more promising than the others. She didn't think she was a disgrace because she didn't have money. She wo
Author's POV.As they got to the mansion, Alexander removed his hand from Jessica's grip."I'll head upstairs and have a shower before coming back down for breakfast. I feel a bit sweaty," Alexander muttered, using that excuse to get away from her.He rushed upstairs and took off his clothes. He glanced at the painting of Lillian, and his heart raced wildly in his chest."I don't know what I'm doing anymore," Alexander sighed, walking over to the painting. "I promised her that I would never leave her side, and we would elope together. I just broke that promise without even fighting to fulfill it.""But how can I fight in this situation? She seemed to have given up on us, or rather unwilling to be the other woman," Alexander muttered, tracing his finger over Lillian's lips in the painting."I miss the softness of her lips," Alexander whispered, licking his lips. "It's so different and relishing. I also miss her taste. There's never a time when she doesn't taste delicious. She just gets
Author's POV.A sly smile appeared on Jessica's lips. She knew how soft Alexander could be. She also knew how to get him when she wanted."Are you sure you want to do better, or you're just saying it so I won't get dramatic again?" Jessica smirked, almost rolling her eyes.Before she turned to Alexander, the smug look on her face vanished and was replaced with a feigned sad expression. "I'm saying it because I don't truly want to treat you this way," Alexander said, his voice laced with sincerity. "I don't want to see you hurt or in pain.""So, you're treating me this way because you pity me?" she lifted her brows, setting a bait for him. "No," Alexander shook his head, but deep inside that was what he felt for her. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he didn't love her as much as he did before. He was happy that she returned and escaped that awful life, but apart from that, he felt nothing else. "Are you sure, Alexander?" Jessica asked, her voice low and calculating. "Are you
Author's POV. Dustin was shaking in his cell. He had been locked with a few more criminals and they had been bullying him. "When will the cops take you to the main prison?" one of them asked, pulling closer to him. Dustin cringed and tried to move away, but his inmate grabbed his arm, pulling him back. "Where do you think you're going without answering my question?" he snarled, smacking the back of Dustin's head. "Why are you being so rude? Do you think I'm one of the employees in that stupid company of yours?" Dustin shook his head, his body shivering, "No...no." "Good," His inmate said with a sheepish grin. "Why haven't the cops come to take you like the others? And apart from the fraud case you're involved with, what other crimes are you here for?" "I'm not a fraud—" his words got interrupted by a sudden slap on his cheek. Dustin teared up as his lips quivered out silent sobs. "Why did they bring these degenerates here?" he cried inwardly. "Even if there wasn't eno