Alessandro's POV. "How do you mean?" Lillian asked, her voice tinged with concern. "Let's head to the parking lot, I'll tell you everything once we're in the car," I replied, letting out a sigh."Alright," she nodded, walking to the couch to grab her bag. "Let's go," she muttered, extending her hand. I nodded and grabbed my belongings before putting my hand in hers.As we reached the parking lot and entered the car, I began narrating everything that happened earlier. She looked utterly shocked. "Is that man in his right mind?" Lillian snapped, her eyes wide. "Why would he make such an insane request for his crazy daughter? Why do some of these rich people act like this?""I was shocked when he made such demands as well, but like I said, I retaliated. However, I think I went...too far...""No, you didn't," Lillian retorted. "You did the right thing. He was trying to sabotage you, and you just turned the tables on him. That's the least he deserves for attempting to ruin you just to
Alexander's POV."What is he doing here?" my father sneered, his voice thick with anger. "I don't want him anywhere near my gate. Tell him that no one in this house is interested in seeing him. If he doesn't leave, we'll call the cops.""Alright sir," the maid nodded, prepared to carry out his command. "Tell him he has five minutes to leave this vicinity, nothing more. If he doesn't want another scandal, he better leave," he added sharply. The maid gave another nod and exited the dining room. "We have nothing to do with their family anymore," my father spat, his anger palpable. "I want us to cut ties with them completely. It's a drastic decision, but it's for the best.""Thank you, Dad," I replied, feeling a sense of relief. "There's no need to thank me. I'm your father, and I'm supposed to protect you," he said, his tone softening with affection. "I'm sorry for not being around when the harassment began." "Yeah, it's okay," I replied, flashing a small smile.I was used to his ab
Lillian's POV.I glanced at Alexander, and his demeanor had changed. He looked upset, and I wondered why.My lips curled down a bit as I slid my gaze back to the stranger. I began to wonder how he got in. I never spotted the name 'Raphael' on the list or maybe I missed it."How dare you show your face here?" Alexander growled, anger evident in his voice. "If you don't want me to cut your throat open, you'll get out of here immediately.""Alexander..." Raphael sneered. "I can't believe you're still holding a grudge until now. I had already said I wasn't involved in what happened, and even the cops said the same.""The cops you fucking paid!" Alexander snarled, his voice rising."Alexander, calm down," I whispered, holding his arm. I lowered my gaze to his clenched fist and realized things were more serious than I thought."You could have bribed them too. It's not like I'm richer," He scoffed, a sly grin appearing on his face. "You're just trying to blame me for your inability to keep
Lillian's POV. I glared hard at Raphael, the urge to have him thrown out surging through me. This man wasn't just dangerous and creepy but utterly annoying. I thought I could endure his looming presence, but it was getting unbearable. “You truly have some guts to show your stupid face here!”Gianna spat, jabbing a furious finger at him. “You fucking bastard!”“Ma'am calm down. It's not good for women your age to get so agitated,” he snorted. “I'm tired of this shit!” Alexander suddenly sneered, pulling out his phone. His fingers hovered rapidly over the screen and I was certain he was texting Martin to get this fool out of our house. Our house? That sounded odd but... strangely pleasing. “All of you look so scared and agitated like I would bite,” he said chuckling as he stepped closer. “I'm as harmless as a dove. Don't let Alexander's narrative twist your mind about things.” “You are very bold, I must say,” Mr. McQueen suddenly spoke, his voice cold and measured. “Mr. McQueen,
Lillian's POV. “You scoundrel!” I shouted, my heart pounding in fear. “So, you were the one who sent that damn vase and card?”I thought Alexander said the sender had green eyes. It seemed like that delivery person completely deceived him. “Isn't it obvious?” he replied, chuckling darkly. “Didn't you like it? It's quite a good space to keep your ashes when I finally get rid of you. I can't believe you've returned, you bitch!”“Lillian, what is it?” Alexander asked, stepping closer. “Is there a problem?”“Wait,” I whispered to him, gripping my phone tightly. “I have done nothing to you, but since you've decided not to leave me alone, just know that your life is at stake too. I will make sure that Alexander and my father-in-law get rid of you!” I thundered. Alexander reached for the phone and took it from me. “How did you get this number?” Alexander scowled. “Didn't I fucking tell you to leave her alone? Why don't you listen, you damn bastard?”“I think I've been too merciful to an
Lillian's POV. I exhaled sharply, and ignored the text message. We were going to deal with him later. I just had to concentrate on my relationship and the interview I would be having on Wednesday. “Is this good?” Alexander asked, hanging the painting. “I mean the position.” I looked at painting, and a smile brimmed on my lips. I walked over to him, and pressed my lips against his. “You did a good job,” I complimented, smiling softly against his lips. “Thank you for putting so much effort when doing things for me.”“It's my pleasure, love,” he whispered, and was about to kiss me again when my phone rang suddenly. “Who is it?” Alexander asked, his voice cautious. “It's Gianna,” I glanced down at the screen, responding. “Alright,” he replied, stepping back. I answered the call and her voice came through the speaker, “Dear, how are you doing? I hope that bastard hasn't contacted to you,”“I'm fine, Mom,”I replied calmly. “Did you sleep well, last night? You and dad left really lat
Lillian's POV.What was she doing here? Did she follow me, or was this an unfortunate coincidence?"You—" Maureen pressed forward to attack me, but my guards stepped in, blocking her off."Who is she? Do you know her?" Gianna asked, looking baffled."What are you going to say?" Maureen snarled, her voice rising. "Will you tell her more lies, like you've been doing for the past few weeks?""What lies is she talking about?" Gianna asked, glancing at me with visible curiosity. "Let me go!" Maureen snapped at one of the guards, wrenching herself free. "Why don't you tell her the truth, Lillian? Reveal to the poor woman that you are not her daughter."My face paled at her words. It felt as though my world crumbled in that moment."What?" Gianna stuttered, her gaze fixed on me. "Darling, what is she talking about?""She's—" I faltered, my words failing me.How was I supposed to tell this woman I wasn't her daughter? That there might be a possibility I was her daughter's stolen twin? Or so
Lillian's POV.Once we arrived at home, I went straight to the bedroom and locked myself in the restroom. I knew it wasn't the most mature ways to handle things, but I was hurt and angry.I wished I had declined having lunch with her or that she had picked a different place. Although I knew how selfish Gianna was, she still showed me love in her own way. It might have seemed vain, but I enjoyed it."Lillian," Alexander called, knocking on the door. "Don't worry about anything. I'll fabricate a story to my parents, telling them you had a past before you met me. I'll salvage the situation, I promise."There were just going to be more lies. How long was I going to continue this way? Maybe I had to endure everything until I got my revenge and became independent.I wasn't planning to leave Alexander or anything, I just needed to have something to fall back on in case we didn't end up together anymore.I dreaded the thought of being separated from man I loved, but it seemed like all odds w
Lillian's POV."What is he doing here?" I whispered to myself, my heart pounding. I turned away and walked behind a tree, hiding. I touched my face and realized I wasn't wearing a mask. Quickly, I searched through my bag and pulled out a face mask. I wore it, still wondering what Vincent truly wanted from me. He said that he only helped people. Why was he here now? Did he lie last night? Was he a stalker or something? Slight fear crept into my heart but I shoved it off. Summoning courage, I walked over to him. As I reached him, he was still ringing the bell, not noticing me. "Vincent," I called him and he turned to face me. "Oh, Lillian, I have been knocking on your door for a while now," He stepped closer to me and smiled. "How was your night? I hope you didn't feel too cold. Sorry for not offering you a jacket last night. My chivalry slipped yesterday.""You don't have to apologize, but what are you doing at my apartment? I didn't recall you saying anything about visiting me,
Lillian's POV. It seemed like he noticed how uncomfortable I was, so he fell silent.I gulped, holding onto my seat belt. Why was he so eager to see my face? What was his curiosity about me? It wasn't like I was some celebrity.I glanced at him, and his eyes were on me again. Oh goodness! Would he just focus on the road? I was still traumatized by what happened during the accident that day. I didn't want to experience that again.Why was he staring at me so much? Did he have any interest in me? But he hadn't even seen my face, I guessed he was just curious."If you ever find it difficult to catch a ride, please let me know," Vincent said, his voice soft."I don't think I want to inconvenience you again. I can't afford half of the gas used to keep this car running, and I can't afford your time either," I replied firmly. "You shouldn't see it that way. You might not be a chef, but you're my colleague," He said gently."I am, and that's what I want to remain. I don't want to inconvenie
Lillian's POV. "Alex?" I gasped, utterly astounded.Did Alexander go as far as following me here? Why would he do something like this?"No," the voice was completely different from Alexander's. It wasn't him."Oh, I'm sorry," I apologized, my face reddening in embarrassment. "I didn't mean to bump into you.""There's no problem. It didn't seem like you did it on purpose," he muttered.I wondered about expression behind his mask."I'm one of the cooks here. I just resumed," he said, helping me stand straight. He withdrew his hand from my waist and kept it by his side."You're new here?" I asked, before I could stop myself."No, I came late," he clarified, lowering his gaze as if embarrassed. "I don't want to stall you. You can resume your duties.""Okay sir," I nodded, bowing slightly.As I was about to brush past him, he grabbed my arm, stopping me.I was surprised by his sudden grasp, but remained calm."Sorry," he apologized, releasing my arm. "I just wanted to ask your name.""It'
Author's POVAlexander's face filled with shock."A month's time? is this a joke or something?" he exclaimed, springing up from his seat. The chair behind him fell to the floor with a loud thud."What's wrong with marrying in a month's time?" Mrs McQueen asked, surprised by his reaction. "We can hire one of the best and fastest wedding planners and—" Alexander's patience finally snapped, "I'm still trying to cope with the engagement and everything else happening in my life right now. How can you suddenly bring up a wedding date?" "Why are you being so angry and agitated? Three years ago, if we allowed you to marry Jessica a week after your engagement, you would have. What has changed?" "Everything has changed. I don't love her anymore, and I doubt that I could bear spending the rest of my life with her," Alexander couldn't say it out loud, though his heart screamed the truth. "Alexander, I understand that you're overwhelmed by the situation..." "I'm not just overwhelmed. I feel s
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