Lillianna’s Point of View
I texted Alex as soon as I was home. His response was kind and caring, urging me to rest and reach out if I needed anything. It would be awesome if I could feel even a shred of affection for him. But he paled in comparison to Xavier, the only one who could ever truly understand me. As my heart ached with longing, I cursed the intense love that bound me to my best friend, an all-consuming force that left no room for anyone else in my life.
I still had the key to his apartment, and a sudden thought crossed my mind. I could surprise Xavier with some of his favorite snacks, and we could spend the evening playing video games like we used to. Or, we could binge-watch something on his streaming service. I checked the time; it was still early in the evening. Hastily, I grabbed my purse and made my way to the door. Before I could step out, my phone started to ring, and a smile spread across my face when I saw Xavier's name on the screen. Excitedly, I answered the call.
“Hey! I heard that you were back! Welcome home!” I tried to sound genuine, pretending I didn’t know about his plans with Rei.
“Thanks. It was an intense few weeks. How are you?” Xavier asked.
He sounded tired and weary like something was on his mind and troubling him. Was he having second thoughts about dating Rei? I could only hope.
“I’ve missed you. Alex and I have been spending quite a bit of time together. He’s nice,” I said, hoping for some kind of reaction.
Would Xavier be curious? Would he be jealous? Would he even care?
“I didn’t think he was your type,” Xavier offered flippantly.
“He’s great in bed,” I added quickly before cringing. Desperate much? Fuck. I needed to do this with more finesses.
“Do you like hanging out with him, though?” Xavier prodded, sounding more interested. Now we were getting somewhere, I smiled to myself.
“I can’t see myself being with Alex long term, but I’m enjoying myself. He doesn’t seem to have any complaints,” I smirked.
Xavier laughed, but it sounded forced. I faltered for a moment. Why did this conversation sound strained?
“I was wondering if we could meet for coffee in a few days. Are you on assignment, or would you be free?” my best friend asked.
I wasn’t on assignment. Aamon hadn’t given me anything for weeks, and I was frustrated. Xavier didn’t need to know that. I tried my best never to complain to him.
“I’m good. Are you sure you didn’t want to get together sooner?” I asked hopefully, slowly edging toward the door ready to go as soon as he agreed to company.
“No, I’m going to be busy. The last few weeks took their toll on me. I’m not sure if I want to continue with my government job,” Xavier sighed.
That was unexpected. Xavier had enjoyed the lucrative job, the benefits and the hours he worked. My best friend rarely got called in for an extended period, but that happened when they needed him. Xavier was the best in the agency, though. Even my side of the law knew that.
“Thinking of switching sides?” I teased and there was silence on the other end.
"Xavier, is everything alright?" I asked, growing more concerned by the second.
"I'm fine, just a bit exhausted. How about we plan to meet for coffee on Tuesday or Wednesday? What time would work best for you?" Xavier's voice sounded strained as he spoke.
My heart raced at the thought of seeing him again, but I didn’t want to show my excitement. We typically hung out in the early afternoon, so sticking with our usual routine would be best. That way, it wouldn’t seem out of the ordinary.
“How about 2? We could meet at Tim’s,” I suggested, trying to make my voice sound chipper.
“Thanks, Lillianna. That would be great. I’ll see you then. I’m going to unpack and chill out in my own space,” Xavier responded.
Xavier had deliberately avoided telling me about his date with Rei. I couldn't understand why he was keeping it a secret. I finally said: "I heard you are going on a date with Rei from Alex."
"Yes, we have plans. I want to see her again," Xavier responded in a monotone voice.
“I assumed it was just going to be a ride, and you wouldn't chase after her,” I said, the sharpness in my tone evident.
"That was my initial intention. I love her, Lillianna. You know that," Xavier replied with a gentle voice.
“You don’t love her, Xavier. You’re obsessed with the idea of her! You've been obsessively following Rei Draven for over ten years like a clingy, lovesick puppy. Too afraid to ever make a move. What's changed?" I sneered, no longer able to contain my resentment.
“Lillianna, I know how I feel,” Xavier said gently.
“What about us? You can’t keep sleeping with me if you are in a relationship with Rei,” I shouted.
Xavier's voice was soft and apologetic as he spoke, his words carefully chosen so as not to hurt me. "I wanted to wait until we met for coffee, but I realize I can't keep this from you any longer. Lillianna, I don't see a future for us. We had sex, but that's all it was meant to be, just a quick and satisfying fuck. I know you have feelings for me, but I only see you as a friend. I hope you can understand and move on." His gentle tone and sincere expression conveyed the message clearly - he wasn't interested in anything more than friendship.
“And what if I can't?" I hissed, my words laced with the acidic rage that burned within me.
“Then I think it’s best if we let each other go. Maybe that is what we should do anyway, Lillianna. That’s what I was going to tell you when we met for coffee. I’m grateful for the friend you’ve been to me, but our lives are headed in different directions. Matt and Tom feel the same way, too,” Xavier stated firmly yet kindly.
“What the fuck, Xavier!?!” my heart shattered as I screeched.
“You disappear for a couple of weeks, and suddenly, you want nothing to do with me, and neither does Matt and Tom. How the hell is any of this going to work out? They're hooking up with Sam and Chloe, and I'm dating Alex. And now you're planning on dating Rei, too? How are we supposed to be around each other in this mess?” I erupted in a fit of fury, feeling utterly betrayed and destroyed by their actions.
“It’s not going to be an issue. Sam and Chloe aren’t your biggest fans, Lillianna. They know you are not serious about Alex and don’t want you to break his heart,” Xavier replied. "They don't want to be around you either."
My mind was reeling. I never saw this coming, not at this moment. Losing Xavier, Matt, and Tom felt like a gut punch. These were the people I considered my closest friends.
“What am I supposed to do with the key to your apartment?” I huffed.
“Keep it, toss it, I don’t care. I’ve already had the locks changed,” Xavier replied.
“So this is it? After more than a decade of friendship, you’re throwing me away like garbage because you suddenly have Rei Draven?” I snarled, my voice dripping with venom.
“No, Lillianna. The guys and I have been talking about this for a while now. It was getting too complicated once your feelings for me came into play. We can't continue like this. We can't even be friends anymore,” Xavier's words were like daggers piercing my heart.
"You'll regret this," I seethed before slamming the phone, feeling betrayed and abandoned by the one person I thought would always be there for me.
I have to be honest with you. Lillianna scares me! What do you think Lillianna will do next? Updates will be posted every Friday - Monday, usually by 11:30 p.m. EST. I will also post additional chapters when I can. (。♥‿♥。) Thank you for reading!
Xavier’s Point of ViewMy hands shook as I listened to the dial tone on my phone. Lillianna was furious, although I knew she would be. But a furious Lillianna was a dangerous one. I was grateful I’d had the locks changed before I spoke to her, and I had an appointment scheduled for the security system I had to be updated. I couldn’t take any chances. If Rei were not the granddaughter of Kazimierz Brzezinski I would be worried for her safety.I should have done this years ago, when Lillianna took things too far and crossed a line into darkness when dealing with Greg Ravenscroft that neither of us could ever come back from.Years ago, she and I crossed paths during a tumultuous period when I associated with a toxic group that brought nothing but chaos. Call it teenage angst, whatever it was, I got lucky that Ethan Steele took an interest in me and deemed me worthy of saving. Despite the drama and trouble from our previous group, Lillianna continued to hang out with me. She eventually lef
Grace’s Point of ViewI hung up the phone quickly, trying not to spiral. It would make things worse if I were agitated when Lillianna arrived. She’d called, sobbing on the other end of the line, wanting to come over. I offered to go to her, but Lillianna insisted the drive would help. She loved that motorcycle, and I found myself agreeing—the ride would calm her down at least so that she could properly articulate whatever had happened.I didn’t know what to think. Lillianna had a dark side. It was fucking scary when she plunged into those depths, and hard to bring her back out of it. So often, it was like she was two souls warring within her, one foot in the darkness and one in the light.I knew what Xavier was talking about. I’d seen it myself. It was one of the reasons why I wanted to leave the organization. After a job that Lillianna had “tackled with a little too much enthusiasm” Aamon had sent me in to check on my friend in the washroom. Maybe he wanted me to see this side of Lill
Aamon’s Point of ViewI stared at the phone in disbelief when I saw who was calling me. I was in the middle of a meeting, but when it came to Grace, I would always drop everything to be there for her however I could. In some ways, it was the only way I could keep the ghost of my ex-girlfriend in my life.“Excuse me, I need to take this,” I said, leaving the room to speak privately.“Hello, Grace,” I said quietly.“Aamon, I need your help,” Grace’s voice was a tortured whisper.“Are you hurt? In danger?” I asked, trying not to panic, wondering what could be wrong.“Not at the moment, but do you think we could talk? In person? Lillianna showed up at my apartment very upset and passed out on my couch. This is not a conversation I want to have over the phone, and I don’t want to go too far with her feeling like this,” Grace said.This wasn’t a good idea. I knew it wasn’t. Everything in me screamed to say no, to protect my heart that had never fully healed from Grace’s rejection. It was dif
Grace’s Point of ViewI knew what Aamon was trying to say without directly saying it. I closed my eyes and took a measured breath. I still loved him. I’d never stopped. But I thought for sure that he had moved on.“Do you need me to say it, kochanie?” Aamon asked as he wiped away a tear falling down my cheek.I nodded slowly because I did. I needed to know that even though I had walked away, tried to move on, and left him behind, Aamon still loved me because I had never stopped loving him. I needed those words, and I prayed that they would be the truth, not just something he thought I needed to hear.“I love you, my Grace. I always have, and I always will. There will never be another who holds my heart as you do. If I couldn’t be there to protect you myself, someone else was always watching,” Aamon said softly.His words were like a caress to my soul, and I kissed him before I could stop myself. Aamon hesitated for a brief moment and then kissed me back. Everything we wanted but couldn
Aamon’s Point of ViewI’d wanted Grace to see the danger that Lillianna posed, but not like that. My ex-girlfriend looked terrified; the colour drained from her beautiful face. She was shaking from shock and fear. Reality was hitting hard, and Grace knew she couldn’t pretend it wasn’t and look away.“Rei… the children …” Grace’s voice trailed off in a panic.My phone rang, and I knew how it was before I even answered. I held up a finger and placed it on my lips, looking at Grace before answering the phone.“Interesting night you’ve been having there, boss,” she teased, trying to lighten my mood. When I didn’t respond, she awkwardly cleared her throat.“I’m tailing her, don’t worry. It doesn’t look like Lillianna is heading towards Xavier or Rei right now. I’ll keep following her, and if anything changes, I’ll let you know,” she shared.“Call for backup if you need it. Do not ruin your cover. She’ll come for you next if you do,” I warned.“Noted,” she answered and then cut the call.“So
Mary’s Point of ViewWhen we first started working together, I was taken aback at how hard Rei worked, how dedicated she was to her job and doing the best she could. Maybe it was because she was the sole provider for her little family, or perhaps it was the way she was raised. Or, most likely, it was because that was just how Rei was. Bless her heart; she pours it into everything she does.I playfully teased and supported her throughout the years we’ve worked together. While I had worked with numerous nurses, none were quite like Rei, my sweet girl. She was a joy to tease and uplift to boost her confidence. That as.shole of an ex-husband of hers had really done a number on Rei. Despite her beauty, she was oblivious to it. Men often tried to catch her eye, but she was always unaware of them until Xavier Woods came into the emergency after some shenanigans had gone wrong for his group of friends.Rei hurried away like a timid mouse, seemingly believing she wasn't deserving of his notice
Lillianna’s Point of ViewWhen I left Grace's place, I noticed someone following me at a distance. I didn’t slow down or acknowledge that I was aware of their presence. Working for the organization, I knew they were not working independently. If the driver were following me, there would be another person nearby. I knew it was too good to be true that Aamon was on his own. After all, he was the Don’s grandson, the heir to the organization.I turned onto a rural road to get off my bike and hide amongst the trees to give myself cover if I needed to defend myself. The one thing I had left was my life, and as much as it sucked right now, it was mine. I wasn’t going to give it up lightly. I slowed down, parked quickly and then ran into the forest, waiting for a vehicle that never came. Interesting, I wonder who Aamon had watching me to be able to anticipate my reaction so well.I stood alone in the vastness of the forest, surrounded by deafening silence and released a raw, guttural scream. M
Shiloh’s Point of ViewI’d always wondered but never asked. Tonight, I would, when my brothers were playing on their devices. Mom had always answered my questions about my father and our extended family but in bite-sized responses. I’d never pushed for more. But seeing Aamon Brzezinski everywhere we went or someone else discreetly watching us, I needed to know. Everyone knew he was connected to the organization that was not to be named, and if he was watching us, I had to wonder if we were, too.Our home had no family photos displayed, and even Mom's social media accounts were void of them. It felt as though they were all like ghosts. I only knew my father's appearance from searching online with my brothers. When someone teased Onyx at school for not having a father, we searched and found a photograph of him. The Ravenscroft family had become mysterious and elusive since leaving our town, known only for their wealth and connections. Seeing our father's image had given Onyx some comfort
X’s Point of ViewJust as I had done with Kaz, I guided Lillianna toward the light. It was effortless with Kaz; I respected the Don and enjoyed his company. However, I couldn't stand Lillianna. Yet, there was a glimmer of something in her that I couldn't ignore. After she crossed over to the light completely, I turned to leave."You're not coming with me, are you?" she asked."No," I replied."Will we ever meet again?" Lillianna's voice trembled with emotion."Not if I have any say in it," I responded sharply.“I loved him, you know. In my own way, I loved Xavier. And maybe, just maybe, he could have loved me back,” Lillianna revealed.“But you knew his heart was devoted to someone else, yet you persisted in your pursuit of him. He was never yours to claim. While Xavier may have shared his body with you, his heart always belonged to Rei. And it always will,” I retorted.“You love Rei. I can't quite comprehend who or what you are, but I recognize that feeling of loving someone you can n
Lillianna’s Point of ViewThe audacity of Aamon was unfathomable. Without a second thought, he had given my hard-earned jobs to Chloe, someone who had no business taking them from me. My head spun with fury, drowning out any sounds around me until Iris appeared, her cold voice cutting through the chaos. Before I could react, a searing pain ripped through my abdomen as her bullet tore into me. I felt my insides lurch and knew she had hit vital organs. The shock was almost too much to bear as I gasped for air, realizing this was how I imagined my end. A scream rose in my throat, but was stifled by the shock and agony coursing through my body. All I could do was curse fate for this cruel and undeserved death as I bled out on the floor in front of the bathroom. Rage turned to despair as my last thoughts faded into darkness.Chloe’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Iris had made a grand entrance and delivered a deadly blow with precision and finality. As I stood t
Chloe’s Point of ViewI recounted all of my knowledge about Lillianna to Iris, who listened with great interest. "I have no emotional connection to Lillianna. I believe I should be the one to take her out. Would that be an issue for you?" Iris inquired.I took a moment to consider the question before me. As much as I wanted to be the one to put an end to her life, my friend was essentially being used as leverage by this deranged individual. If Sam was in danger, I feared I would hesitate to act. While I didn’t want any harm to come to my friend, I also knew that Lillianna needed to be dealt with immediately. We couldn’t afford any more delays. With a heavy sigh, I shook my head no."Alright, first, we need to figure out a plan for entering and exiting while making sure Sam makes it out alive," Iris suggested.As we finalized our plan, the two operatives Ethan had sent for backup showed up. They drove by discreetly, acknowledging us before parking on the street at a safe distance but st
Ethan’s Point of ViewI dispatched a team to Lillianna's residence, making sure she and Emmanuel were not present. Iris was instructed not to enter Xavier's apartment without my permission and always to keep an eye on Chloe. Although I knew this put Sam in danger, I didn't believe Lillianna would kill the woman - perhaps harm her, which may have already happened. Even I could see how much Lillianna despised Sam.I had to handle this situation delicately, as we couldn't risk any trace leading back to Aamon, Rei, or Xavier. Lillianna was not someone to be underestimated; she managed to fatally wound Kaz in a moment of rage while he faced off against much more experienced enemies unscathed. I was just one of many who wanted her out of the picture, but I had to deal with her before she dealt with us.My phone interrupted me, and I answered it hastily, recognizing the team member's number from Lillianna's apartment."It's a disaster in here, boss. I can't tell if she trashed the place to st
Grace’s Point of ViewAfter we finished showering, my legs were still trembling. Aamon insisted on carrying me back to bed and holding me in his arms until I felt better. It wasn't because I was in pain but simply because I was physically exhausted. It wasn't a negative experience, but it had been a while since I had been this sexually active during our time apart. I had casual partners here and there, but my heart was never truly invested. I knew I needed to regain my stamina.I gently ran my fingers over the intricate tattoos gracing his skin, savouring the familiar feeling of him. Being close to him was like being home, bringing tears to my eyes. But I refused to let them fall; Aamon would worry that I was upset or in pain. But the truth was, I was grateful. Grateful to have this stunning man back in my life and in his bed again after all this time.“Co myślisz o mojej miłości?” Aamon whispered as I lay in his arms, and my body slowly relaxed.Even though I didn’t speak much Polish,
Matt’s Point of ViewAlex and Tom both texted back that they were working but could come and hang out later. I tossed my phone on the bed and sat down, trying to sort through the thoughts racing in my head. I was in love with Sam. I don’t know when it happened, but there was no doubt—not anymore.Memories of the last time she stayed over flooded my mind. I could still see her lying in my bed, her clothes scattered on the floor except for the thong I had insisted she wear. With her long, slender legs wrapped around my neck, I teased and pleased her until she reached orgasm multiple times at my command.I savoured the taste of her as I licked and nibbled her clit, my fingers moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She was such a good girl, her legs trembling as she screamed my name. But even in the throes of pleasure, she knew to give me everything I demanded. It was thrilling to have such power over Sam, to know that by just touching her in a certain way, I could control her will and ma
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred
Shiloh’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up, I was more than a little disoriented. I realized that I wasn’t at home in my bed. I looked around frantically until I remembered what had happened the day before and where I was. I sat up slowly in the bed, taking in my surroundings.The room was silent, and it felt as though the entire house was quiet, too. I was sure guards were still patrolling the grounds, considering who Uncle Aamon was—and who I had become. Now that I had the chance to stop, breathe, and think about everything, my mind was overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to about this, but none of my friends were mature enough to discuss it on that level. I sighed deeply, knowing Salem and Onyx would look to me for clarity. The problem was, I just couldn’t make sense of it all for myself right now.I hadn’t heard any screaming last night, so I hoped my Mom and Aunt Grace had found a way to listen to each other and resolve their issues as best as possible. I wasn’t naive; I unders
Chloe’s Point of ViewI was dressed and ready by 5:30 a.m., which was good because Iris banged on my door at 5:45 a.m. I opened it to see her about to pound again and looked surprised that I was actually ready.“What? I told you I’d be ready,” I shrugged, trying not to be offended at how surprised Iris seemed.“But… it’s 5:45 a.m….” Iris’s voice trailed off.I sighed and shook my head. Passive aggressive much? Damn, that woman needed to get laid. Maybe Rei should talk to her about the benefits of vibrators. There is nothing wrong with finding your release if other opportunities aren’t presenting themselves. Riding your own biker boy is not an option for everyone, I thought with a giggle. And then my face fell because I realized I just laughed out loud. Oh shit.My eyes met Iris’s, and she was pissed with a capital P.“I take it you didn’t sleep well?” I asked as gently as possible, praying my voice had no teasing tone.“No. I did not,” she emphasized every word, giving me a knowing loo