Lily's POVAs I sifted through the dresses, it felt as though I was thrown back in time. Every single dress seemed to carry a story, a piece of Aiden's mother's life before her demise. I saw what looked like a dance card in the pocket of a flowery satin dress, a crushed lily petal in between the sleeves of another.Every single one felt ethereal and timeless.Finally, I carefully selected an elegant yet understated black dress, fitted at the hips and ending in a short flair. Its straps were thin and ended in a crisscross at the back.I pressed the cloth against my body and stared into the closet's mirror in apprehension. What if the party people saw through me? What if they discovered I wasn't a woman worthy of Aiden Blackwood, and I was merely a lowly girl from Brooklyn?I sighed finally and draped the dress over my arm, hoping to honor the memory of the woman who still held a special place in Aiden's heart.When I stepped out of the closet, Aiden was waiting for me patiently in the
Lily's POVMy heart lurched. My moment of awe faltered when I spotted Ricardo in one corner of the room. He was in the middle of a conversation with two other men, who also appeared to be mafia lords. A flute of what looked like champagne was in his hands, and he took a slow sip from it.His imposing presence sent a chill down my spine, and I shivered involuntarily. My eyes darted around frantically, trying to locate Aiden and communicate to him that the man we were running from was in the room.Finally, I caught Aiden's eye. He noticed the change in my demeanor and cast a concerned glance in my direction.A thought suddenly occurred to me.What would happen if I communicated to Aiden that his archenemy was also a part of the enemy? I knew Ricardo to know that he would try to make a passI forced a smile, attempting to shake off the unease that Ricardo's presence brought. The presence of this man was affecting me too much, and I absolutely hated it.The room buzzed with conversations
Lily's POVMy cheeks burned with heat as I watched the women walk into the toilet stalls, giggling and muttering to themselves. They could obviously see through my fancy chignon and my silk black dress. They could see that I was not one of them, and never will I be.Leaning against the cool bathroom wall, I took a deep breath to steady myself again. I tried to remind myself that this was a party, and I could choose to enjoy myself or not.But I couldn't shake off the nagging thoughts of Ricardo's unsettling presence. The glitzy chatter outside seemed worlds away from the angst and darkness within me. With a heavy sigh, I finally admitted to myself that there was no use running from the man—I had to face him.And the only way I could do that was to find my way back to the party hall.As I prepared to step back into the glamorous chaos of the party, the hushed voices of the two women caught my attention. They were engaged in an animated conversation that quickly shifted to a topic that
Lily's POVThe force of his words left me speechless for a second. "Punished?" I whispered."Yes." He replied. And with one sweep of his arm, he lifted me in the air and placed me to sit on the sink.Kiss me! I screamed in my head with a strange, unfamiliar need, completely captivated by him. I was staring openly at Aiden's mouth now, utterly mesmerized, and he was looking down at me, his gaze hooded, his eyes darkening. He was breathing harder than usual, and I had stopped breathing altogether. I’m in your arms. Kiss me, please, I pleaded inside of me. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then settled himself in between my legs.Suddenly he pushed forward, pressing me against the mirror behind me. Before I knew it, he had both of my hands in one of his in a shackle-like grip above my head.Holy shit. His other hand grabbed my hair and yanked it down, bringing my face up, and his lips were on mine. I moaned into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He took full advantage,
Lily's POVAiden grinned and grabbed my hand, and together we walked out of the bathroom, returning to the lively pulse of the still-swinging party. I didn't miss the fact that Aiden didn't wash my wetness off his hands. The thought of it made me blush. It was as though he was wearing me branded against his skin, and being unapologetically brazen about it. It made me lick my lips in nervousness.As we stepped back into the hall, the music and laughter enveloped us again. The first thing I did as we stepped in was to search for Ricardo. My eyes darted around the dimly lit room, searching for the familiar scar on his face, or the buzzcut he always sported.Leaning down to me, Aiden's whisper brushed against my ear. "We need to find Frank Accardo and thank him before heading home, don't you think?"I nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you're right."Aiden paused and relaxed his fingers, obviously trying to let go of me. "Okay, wait for me here while I go and—""No, no!" I protested as fear gri
Lily's POVAiden's hand was firm around mine as we briskly walked towards the car, but my unease lingered like a shadow. The Accardo mansion loomed behind us like a large silhouette of a beast against the night.As we approached our car, a chill ran down my spine, intensifying the feeling that something was about to go horribly wrong. I glanced around nervously, my eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of trouble.I shivered involuntarily, and Aiden stopped me. "Perhaps you should have taken a jacket along with you when you wore this dress." He murmured as he shrugged off his own jacket. "You'll catch your death of cold this way.""Thanks," I whispered as he threw his jacket around my shoulders and tucked it around me. And for a fraction of a time, I felt warm, safe, and protected."Let's go." He whispered and continued leading me towards where the guests' cars were parked.Just as we reached the car, a loud voice cut through the air, stopping Aiden in his tracks."Mr. Blackwood!" Th
Lily's POVThe hooded man closest to me peered into the car. "Hey, you even have a gun. Smart girl. Bet you don't know how to use that, though."I squared my shoulders, as I felt a surge of defiance. "Well, I do know which pointy end of the gun causes damage, though."The four men laughed at me, and I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment and anger. Who did they think they were?"Ricardo Gambino did warn us about this one." The man closest to my window, who appeared to be their leader, said. "You're a feisty little brunette, aren't you?""You try me first!" I clapped back, gripping on to the gun with sweaty hands."Alright, no more funny business!" The man growled. "Get out of the car, princess. Now.""Get lost," I retorted, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "I won't open the door for you."Their exchanged grins only fueled my determination. The one closest to my window on the right leaned in, warning, "This is your final warning. Open the door."A smi
Lily's POV"And what crucial role do you want me to play in your sick game?" I demanded, defiance laced with fear as I faced Ricardo Gambino in the dimly lit warehouse. "I am nobody. I know nobody in your sick, twisted mafia world. Why do you want to drag me into it?""Oh, you'd find out that you're as involved in my 'sick, twisted world' as any other person, cara mia," Ricardo replied in a whisper. He smiled again, revealing pearly white teeth with a golden one in the corner. "Especially....""Especially...." I echoed."Where it concerns your brother. See, your brother Lucas is in a lot more trouble than he knows what to do with, trust me."My heart did a nosedive to the bottom of my shoes and then spiraled back up again. Immediately, my throat dried up with fear."My.....brother?" I asked. Then, a wild idea occurred to me, and I spat out. "What are you saying, Ricardo? I don't have a brother. You must have been mistaken."Ricardo stared at me incredulously for a second. And then, he