Lillianna’s Point of View
Mr. Fiore's frown deepened as he approached the host and me. "That's not the Woods' table," he said firmly. "Nonso, please take your break now." The host, Nonso, quickly nodded and hurried away, surprising me with his agility for someone his size. Mr. Fiore then turned to me with a kind smile on his face. “Lillianna, you look stunning this evening. Please forgive any mistakes made by my employee; I hope it didn't ruin your experience. It's always a pleasure to have you here," Mr. Fiore said with a smile. I couldn't help but return the smile. Xavier and I had been regulars at this restaurant for years, especially on special occasions. Our friends Matt and Tom usually joined us as well. We always requested to sit at one of the larger tables in the back because we tended to get loud and rowdy during our gatherings. “Your friends have already arrived. I’ll bring you over, my dear,” Mr. Fiore gestured for me to follow him. All eyes were on me as I walked through the restaurant, confidently following the owner. But that swagger failed when I saw who was sitting at the table. It wasn’t Rei and Xavier. Their expressions turned sour as they questioned my presence. Mr. Fiore glanced back and forth between them and me, clearly perplexed, before muttering something about the younger generation and walking away. Alex spoke first, breaking the tense silence. "What are you doing here, Lillianna?" My mouth hung open as I struggled to find an answer. I wasn't prepared to see my ex-boyfriend Matt, along with Tom, Alex, Chloe, Sam, and a stranger practically hanging off of him. It had only been a day since we broke up; I knew he would move on quickly, but this quickly? "They're not here. And neither should you be," Sam snapped back at me with venom in her voice. "Please just leave." I clenched my fists tightly, refusing to give this spiteful little bitch the satisfaction of seeing me react. Her disdainful gaze made me feel like I was worthless. “This looks like quite the celebration. I thought Rei and Xavier would be joining you tonight,” I said, hoping to glean more information from the haughty little bitch. Sam's smug expression widened as she replied, "Oh, this is definitely a celebration. But it's actually a going away party." My interest was piqued. "Who are you all saying goodbye to?" With a sneer, Sam spat out her response, "You, bitch. We're thrilled that you're finally out of Xavier's life. And Alex's too; thankfully it didn't take much persuasion for him to move on." “What’s wrong with you?” I snapped. “Grace filled us in on how you lost it on her and we were worried you’d ruin Rei and Xavier's date. They went out, but to a different spot. We all gathered here to celebrate just in case you showed up,” Sam stated, giving me a look of disdain. “Lillianna, we’ve always known you have feelings for Xavier. But he has made it clear from the start that he only sees you as a friend. Xavier has been in love with Rei for years and now they are finally together. We won't let you come between them,” Matt said sternly. I stared at him in shock. We had been close friends for so long, where was this hostility coming from? “Lillianna, I’m pretty sure that Xavier told you we weren’t interested in hanging out anymore. There’s nothing left for you. It’s time to let Xavier go,” Tom added. I knew they felt this way; it was no secret. I’d been trying to spend more time just with Xavier for this very reason before Rei found a way to insert herself into our lives again. I had no problem with Xavier secretly following her, but I always made sure to divert his attention back to me. I also made sure that any girls he dated didn't stick around for too long, although I thought I did it subtly. Apparently not. “I'll fucking walk her out,” Alex snarled, jumping to his feet and forcefully grabbing my arm. He dragged me towards the door, his grip tight and painful. “I can't believe I let you use me to worm your way into our group of friends. I thought what we had was real, but you just played me like a fool. And now that I know the truth, I never want to see your face again, Lillianna. Get out of my life,” Alex spat with venom in his cold tone. Damn it. I never expected him to turn on me like this. If I wasn't so angry and hurt, I would have tried to manipulate him into bringing me back home for rough, angry sex. Alex stood in the doorway, his eyes burning with rage as I revved up my motorcycle. Every muscle in my body tensed, ready to go back inside and unleash my suppressed fury on those annoying fucks. I fought the urge to turn back and take care of them all in one swift move; after all, I had a silencer with me. But there were too many of them, and disposing of them would surely attract unwanted attention. With a roar of the engine, I sped off recklessly into the night, consumed by anger and thoughts of revenge for what they had just done to me. My mind raced, consumed by a whirlwind of terrifying possibilities. The ease with which everything fell into place was a clear sign of Aamon's manipulative hand. A chill slithered down my spine as I realized that the mafia was now directly intertwined with Rei Draven. Sooner than expected, our paths had merged and the stakes were higher than I could have ever imagined. But I couldn't run from this twisted game - no, it was time to play along and show them what I was truly made of. With claws bared and a savage hunger in my eyes, Xavier Woods would soon learn that he belonged to me and me alone.Aamon’s Point of View "Boss, she's gone. I managed to slip away to the bathroom without raising suspicion," she reports breathlessly. "You were right. This plan was brilliant. She never expected all of us to be here tonight," her voice filled with admiration and excitement. A sinister smirk spread across my face as I thought of Lillianna, so confident and arrogant. She had no idea what was about to come crashing down on her. But with every calculated push we gave her, Lillianna teetered closer to the edge, a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. “I have someone tailing her. Stay and enjoy the celebration tonight. Mr. Fiore will be compensated generously for his outstanding performance welcoming Lillianna and for the meal this evening. We will surely be frequenting his restaurant often in the near future for our...business endeavors," I said with a menacing glint in my eye.Updates will be posted every Friday - Monday by 11:30 p.m. EST. I will also post additional chapters when I can. (。♥‿♥。) Thank you for reading!
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Grace’s Point of ViewI just finished texting Xavier when I noticed Shiloh standing before me."Mom won't be back until later, will she?" Shiloh inquired."No, she's staying at Xavier's a while longer. Is that bothering you?" I asked.Shiloh's eyes were fixed on me as I sipped my coffee. It seemed like she was wrestling with inner turmoil, and I couldn't help but wonder what was on her mind."Shiloh, is it bothering you that your mom is spending more time with Xavier instead of coming home right away?" I pressed.“No, I’m kind of glad she isn’t. I need to talk to you about something,” Shiloh mumbled.I patted the seat beside me and urged Shiloh to tell me what was on her mind. I wasn’t prepared for what she asked me.“Is Aamon Brzezinski my father?” Shiloh asked.I nearly choked on my coffee and gaped at her in utter disbelief. I must have heard her wrong. How could Shiloh possibly know who Aaman was, let alone think he was her father?"Wait, hold on. Did you just say what I think you
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Rei’s Point of ViewI found myself standing next to X, watching the sunrise once more. It felt so real, but I knew it was just a dream. I couldn't help but blush as he admired me in Xavier’s t-shirt, the only thing covering my body. X's eyes travelled up my body, and I could feel his intense gaze. With a smirk, he tucked his hands in his pockets and devoured me with his eyes."Looks like things are going well," X chuckled seductively.“Um, thank you?” I squeaked, trying to pull the T-shirt down a bit more. My ass was covered, but I still felt naked as I felt his gaze linger on my body.“Why so shy, Rei?” X asked with a confident smirk and his eyes dancing in a very naughty way.I felt a blush creeping across my face under his intense gaze. He grinned slyly and bit his lip, sending shivers down my spine. Fuck. He was a dream and yet X gave me all the feels as if he was real.“But I am real. To you, at least. In the end, that’s all that matters, right?” X asked.I forgot in my dreams X a
Xavier’s Point of ViewI watched Rei as she slept. Although her face had a peculiar expression, she appeared to be sleeping peacefully. I struggled to figure out how I could explain everything to her without jeopardizing our relationship. Where did I even begin?I had the day with her, though. Grace would stay with the kids and I could take my time working up the courage to tell Rei the truth. I dreaded having to tell Rei the truth, knowing it would cause her pain. My heart ached at the thought of hurting her in any way.When Rei did wake up she hid her beautiful face on my chest. Why did she always feel so self-conscious around me? I needed to find a way to reassure Rei how beautiful she was to me, and that I truly loved her. I wish I had more time to do that before telling Rei the truth. I was running out of time.I let Rei rest and went to the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast. I cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and a few crispy bacon strips. It was a welcome change to cook for some
Lillianna’s Point of ViewAfter parking my bike a safe distance from Xavier's apartment, I walked towards it while constantly scanning my surroundings. I was aware that I was being watched, but I wanted whoever was observing me to know that I wasn't oblivious to their presence. Also, I needed to ensure that only Aamon's employees were keeping an eye on me at the moment.I noticed two strategically positioned cars with a clear view of Xavier's apartment. I recognized the employees as very loyal to Aamon. They were just as skilled and deadly as me. He wasn't leaving anything to chance, which was worth noting.As I turned to go, I caught sight of two people watching me who I recognized. When my eyes locked with theirs, they got out of their vehicle and started to advance on me. They were bold and stupid—very, very stupid. They had no idea who they were messing with.“You have a lot of nerve coming here, Lillianna,” Sam shouted, her tone laced with anger and disbelief.My hands curled into
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