Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier)

Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Lily's excuses did nothing but fuel the simmering lust within Xavier.

The physical disparity between the two of them left her helpless in her attempts to resist. Her dignity was crushed.

Xavier was satisfied, to say the least. The look on her face as she tried to resist but couldn't move gratified him, though he felt sorry for her and kissed the bead of sweat away from the top of her nose.

He wanted to tear away her disguise; she clearly liked it too.

It was all Lily's fault. If she had been obedient, he wouldn't have been unquenched for so long, and she wouldn't be so worn out tonight.

Their lovemaking had indeed gone on for a while-it finally ended at five in the morning.

Xavier took her to the bathroom to shower, but she still wore that cold, distant expression. A sudden emptiness spread through his chest, making him feel uncomfortable.

But he didn't explain anything. After taking a shower, he went to bed with her in his arms.

he held her so intimately

He fell asleep quickly.

rays shone into the room. Xavier's arm was wrapped around

had been a night of satisfaction for him had been torture

trickled down the corners of Lily's eyes. Sniffling, she gently removed Xavier's hand and got out of

had been torn, so she went to the closet and picked another set of clothes.

was still early. She planned to go back to Bayview Gardens to get changed, and then

over in her mind. She blushed with embarrassment, though fury

was clear about her next plans, but her thoughts couldn't

the elevator and saw Maryanne standing in front of her

"Lily, open the door!"

as she heard the elevator door open. Spotting Lily walk out of the elevator, she strode over and began, "Why

gaze was fixated on the hickeys on Lily's

tried

trouble?" Maryanne asked, looking anxious. "Did someone at the company assault you, or did something happen on your way home?" "No." Lily shook her head. She

Maryanne and opened the door. Her voice gradually turned into a whisper

stoic expression, she

the living room. While Lily sat on the couch, Maryanne, with her arms crossed, scrutinized her from across