All Chapters of Lies Behind Bars: The Hidden Life: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Lila looked up when she heard a knock on the door. Her eyes caught the clock on the wall, and it was a bit later than she had been leaving work, but she was making up her mind to get up from the table until she was done with the material in hand, and she still had at least a few pages to go over. "Come in," she screamed just enough so whoever it was could hear it from the door. Rain popped her head in and was shocked to see her still comfortably seated in her seat, not ready to go yet. She took herself out of the door frame and closed it behind her. "Are you ready to go, ma'am?" Rain asked in a small voice as she walked to the table. "I would love to review the rest of this document before I go" she murmured without looking up. "Do you want to clock out already?" she asked taking a brief glance at her before dropping his head. "It is an hour after closing time," Rain murmured. "Yes, it is," Lila's voice did not sound worried. She spoke as though they were supposed to be there at

Lila knew she had no choice but to allow him to have his way. If she ate the meal he brought, it would be easier for him to drive her out of the office. He had sent her assistant home, so she was not sure if there were others at the office or if she was alone with him. This was not the first time she was with him all by herself but for some reason, this time her heart seemed to beat faster and just by looking at him butterflies in her stomach were doing their job. She was sure that could do just one meal with him without losing her guard. "What did you bring?" she asked sitting on the sofa opposite him. She had chosen a single lone so that he could not join her on it. "Are you going to sit there?" he asked tilting his head. "Where else do you want me to sit?" she asked untying the plastic bag that was tied and taking out the disposable plates that the restaurants had used to pack up the meal. "You are sitting so far away as if we are in a business meeting; you should think at lea

"Distracted by your presence? How could I be disturbed by your presence?" She asked, rolling her eyes. She was distracted and knew she would focus better on her work if he were not there. She kept raising her head and imagining what could happen between them, and as far as her imagination ran, the more her heartbeat in fear mixed with excitement. "If I am not distracting, then I am sure that you definitely would not mind me sitting here," he said in a low tone. "I am just wondering why you would rather sit there than go home and rest in your bed," she said. She could not believe that was all she had made up her mind to come up with. She should have thought to say something better than that. "I am not complaining, so I do not see any reason why you should compile on my behalf," he said, shrugging. He tapped on his phone; she was curious to know what it was that he had been looking at since. He was doing all of these things to her, and yet he seemed too far for her to be okay. "I am

Damien lay in bed with his eyes shut tight enough that they formed lines around his eyes. He had been trying for almost half an hour to fall asleep, but it felt like everything was reminding him of how he felt when Lila stared down at him. He shook and stirred in bed until he finally sat upright in bed. "I have to do something about this," he murmured to himself as he got out of bed and changed out of his pyjamas. He knew that if he stressed his body enough, he could sleep easily, so he went down to the gym in the basement and began to run the treadmill. He felt tired after a while, but he knew it was not enough to make him fall asleep. He lifted some weights, and then, when he knew he felt a bit exhausted, he got up to rest. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her eyes staring back at him with so much intensity. THE NEXT DAYDamien got out of bed very early, so he could not just fall asleep as easily, and his subconscious had kept him awake for longer, so he thought he would be a

Evangeline knew her husband was hiding something from him, but no matter how much she pressed him and forced him to speak, he just brushed it off. She had to get the talk out of his mouth as soon as she could, and she was ready that morning to do just that. "Are you really not going to tell me what happened between you and Oliver? Since you came back from the meeting, you have not said a word about it," Evangeline said. When he was afraid of going to meet Oliver, thinking that it was a trap, she was the one who encouraged him, yet there was no feedback so she could know what to do. "I have told you countless times that you would know when the time is right." "And each time you tell me, I also make a duty to remind you that you did not get to these places all by yourself; there was always me who pushed you up. You should not be keeping anything from me. You should be telling me everything at every step of the way," Evangeline said. Gavin could not argue that, but it was not because