Becoming Strangers Again by Lily

Chapter 102

RYAN

"It doesn't make any sense," I muttered, frustration evident in my voice. Why would Waper be working with Jake? I've racked my brain trying to come up with a plausible explanation, but nothing seems to add up. Waper and Jake working together just doesn't make any sense, period.

"Do you want me to find out?" Lily's voice broke through my thoughts, pulling me back to the present moment.

Shifting my gaze from the flower vase I had been staring at blankly, I blinked in surprise at her suggestion. "And how do you intend to do that?" I asked cautiously, hoping that her plan wasn't as concerning as I feared it might be.

"I can reconnect with Jake and gather all the information you need," she explained calmly. "The bastard will probably be willing to take me back."

My lips tightened as I struggled to contain the sudden surge of anger that welled up within me. "Let me get this straight," I said tersely, my tone laced with disbelief. "You want to go back to dating a man you just filed a restraining order against?"

She bit her lip, realizing the absurdity of her suggestion. "I won't entertain such thoughts again, Lily," I warned firmly, hoping to convey the seriousness of the matter. She nodded in response, but I wasn't entirely convinced of her sincerity. I couldn't trust her to abandon her plans in my absence. "Promise me you won't go back to that bastard for any reason."

Smiling softly, she approached me and settled onto my thighs. "I promise." Her eyes danced round my face. "I want to kiss you right now, but I know I shouldn't," she murmured.

To hell with Stephanie. Ignoring any lingering doubts, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers, kissing her slowly and tenderly. Her hand found its way to the back of my neck, and a soft moan escaped her lips. We continued the kiss, gentle and unhurried, until she finally pulled away and rested her forehead against mine.

I breathed in the comforting scent of Lily, finding love in her presence. In that moment, all I felt was peace and calm. "There isn't anything you shouldn't do, Lily,"

I whispered softly, my voice filled with tenderness. "I'm the only one with restrictions." Because I'm the only one paying for my sins.

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beside us, and I glanced at the screen to see Stephanie's name. Quickly, I turned the phone over, avoiding the

her voice gentle as she reached for my hair, fingers running through it. "Ryan," she whispered, concern evident in her eyes, "you don't know why she's calling. "It's never anything important when it comes to Stephanie." I replied dismissively, my hand finding it's way to her hair too and lingering in there. "I'm going back tomorrow, and I'm sure whatever she has to say can wait until

Lily nodded in understanding. "And I guess you won't be spending the

promised softly, longing to hold her close and cherish this moment of peace until I had to leave tomorrow. "I just want to hold you," I whispered, my heart heavy with the knowledge that

for closeness, she gently shifted off my thigh and reached out her hand to me. "Come on, let's go to

Lily's hand, I allowed

off at the airport, and as expected, the paparazzi failed

flurry of meetings that seemed never-ending. Even after

next one.

entered my office and closed the door behind me, I shrugged out of my jacket, rolled up my sleeves, and loosened my tie, relishing the opportunity to take a deep breath and decompress. It was a small but well-deserved moment

to eat, my secretary buzzed

see me. Initially, I was tempted

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deliberation, I instructed my secretary to allow

that no one was

opened, and Stephanie walked in, appearing remarkably calm compar to her usual demeanor. I knew, however, that it was only a facade, and it

during the weekend?" she

air, her tone laced with accusation. She didn't need me to confirm where I had spent the weekend; the paparazzi had made sure to plaster images of Lily and me all

had a long day, and I just want to catch a break during lunch before diving back into my busy schedule. Don't ruin that for me, I pleaded hoping to diffuse the tension brewing

strap of her purse, frustration evident in her expression "You were with her when I called you last night, weren't you?" she pressed, her voice tinged with hurt. "Yes, I confirmed flatly, my own emotions

"You do realize that you're clearly going against

the contract say?" I challenged, ready to defend my actions, regardless of the

your property when you cheat," Stephanie