All Chapters of Love in Chaos: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next day, I arrived at the mansion, still dazed by its striking beauty and magnificence. As we drove through the massive gate, my anxiety grew. I tapped my fingers nervously all the way to the house, and then I was led to the patio where a brunch was set up. "Hi, Lily," Jessica, Thomas's mum greeted me with a smile. She gestured with her hand for me to take a seat at the table, which was filled with an array of appetizing treats. There were freshly baked croissants, smoked salmon with cream cheese and capers, a platter of artisanal cheeses and charcuterie, parfaits layered with Greek yogurt, granola, and berries, alongside glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice and mimosas. I sat down, my eyes taking in the lavish spread before me. I salivated gushing over the delicacies, but I dared not show it for fear she’d view me as a hungry girl. "Hello, ma'am," I said, forcing a smile. "Welcome," she said. "Thank you." "I believe you and my son got to know each other bett

Lily’s Point of ViewThe next morning, as I tussled in my bed, my legs wide apart, I slowly opened my eyes. I caught a glimpse of a male figure sitting by my bed, staring at me. Blinking to clear my vision, I saw Thomas’s face. I had to be dreaming. I squeezed my eyes shut and shifted, my butt up in the air, trying to shake off the illusion. But when I opened my eyes again, he was still there, a grin on his face.“Good morning,” he said, his voice cheerful.“Morning,” I replied groggily. I glanced at my alarm clock and was shocked to see it was past 10 AM. I scrambled up. “How did you get in here?”“Your mom let me in,” he responded casually.I sighed. “You have to go back to the living room while I get ready for our day together.”“Very well,” he said, standing up. His eyes roamed over me appreciatively, making me pull the sheets over my short shirt and shorts. He seemed a bit disappointed as he left.I jumped off the bed, quickly made up, brushed my teeth, and ran into the shower. A

Lily’s Point of View I walked around the room admiringly. It was huge. “This will be your room soon,” he said, capturing my lips in his, deepening the kiss as he took off my jacket. I pulled away. “We should stop,” I said. “Why? You’ll be my wife soon,” he said, pulling me back to himself and kissing me again. His hands swiftly unbuttoned my shirt. I tried to resist him, but his grip was strong. I used my strength to push him away forcefully. “Stop,” I said. “What is the problem?” He asked, irritated. “This was your suggestion, to spend the day in my world. I usually end, my day with a woman in my bed and now we’re about to be married. That makes you the ideal woman for me to spend the night with,” he said. “We’re not married yet,” I said. “I can’t have sex with you before our marriage; my beliefs won’t allow it.” “What does that matter?” He asked with a hunger set to devour me. “I am attracted to you—that’s no secret—and I will be your husband soon. We might as well s

Lily’s Point of ViewMy life had turned into a roller coaster of the same routine. I visited the mansion, Thomas visited me, and we ended up in a restaurant or at one point Thomas’s office at Weston Global. Either way, my days were increasingly centered on marrying into the Weston family. As usual, I stood at the towering mahogany double doors of the mansion before the butler, Abraham opened the door. This time, I wasn’t alone. My mum was beside me. We exchanged glances as the door opened and we walked in. “Welcome, Mrs. Stack, Miss Stack,” Abraham said, his lips parting in a warm smile.“Thanks, Abraham,” I said, flashing a smile. “Thank you,” my mum said, a half-smile on her lips. He ushered us in. Again, I became tense. It had gradually become a habit anytime I was around a Weston. I guess the fear of the unknown choked me.“It’s nice to have you in our home again,” Jessica said welcoming my mum with a kiss on the cheek and then me.Mr. Weston gently shook our hands, welcoming a

Lily’s Point of View “You’re insane, Simon!” I spat, my voice quivering with anger and disbelief. His charming demeanor crumbled instantly as I spoke. “After three years, this is what you have to say to me?” I glared at him, my eyes wide with disbelief. I threw the sheets off my body, as I stood, with anger, and faced him. “Lily, I’m sorry,” Simon said, his tone sober, but the sincerity in his eyes almost made me believe him. “You left me, Simon. You left!” I choked on the words as tears began to stream down my cheeks, my voice breaking with each sob. My hands trembled as I tried to wipe them away, but they kept coming. “I know I did, Lily,” he said softly, his eyes cast down, “but I came back as soon as I could. You had left the apartment. I found out you had graduated and moved. I didn’t know where to find you.” “And when was this, Simon?” I demanded, my voice strained as I fought to keep my tears at bay. My eyes were heavy with unshed tears, and I refused to let him see me co