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Lillian’s pov

My head whips to the side violently, my breathing quickening as I felt the powerful blow of his palm on my cheek.

“Dad.” Christopher uttered and stopped dad from slapping me across my face again.

I slowly brought my hand to my burning inflamed cheek and turn to face my visibly furious father.

I blinked. Tears now streaming down my face.

“Look at what you’ve done!” He snarled and pointed at the TV.

The news channel showcased a photo of Sergio Harrington. One of his maids found him dead on the cold hard floor where I left him.

The picture of Sergio is replaced with a short footage of my car entering his premises.

It zoomed in, showing my side profile. When I turned my entire face was on full display.

Though the footage was black and white, even a fool would know it was me who entered his house last and before he was presumed dead.

“I wasn’t thinking dad. I went to his place only to speak. I swear by it. He just got me so angry-

A loud echoing slap on my cheeks made my head whip to the side again. My cheek stung terribly.

your medication Lillian! Now you have all three of us in hiding!” He

her off! You were suppsed to make

the chaos we left behind to an island where it was safe. I didn’t know how long we were going to stay on that island until

I was certain he’d

like he liked Sergio that much. He’ll see that I only moved an obstacle

from being together. He’ll see that.

know she’d fucking go on a hunt for blood! She looked fine to

are acting all innocent. Didn’t you

narrowed. “We had this one under control. No one would’ve known it was us. We cleaned up after ourselves. You see even if Aiden went to the cops, they would find nothing

I told you I wanted Aiden but you keep pushing it back. I had to take matters into my

getting caught.” Dad

difficult situation you put me in? And what about those damn photos Aiden got of us three?

furrowed.

right we forgot to mention to you that the private investigator manage to sneak into the premises and got photos of dad and I fucking you. He sent it to Aiden. He knows Lillian.”

face. “Why

we were too busy trying to escape before the cops got you?”

I squirmed.

either way. I know it. This doesn’t change

better. I’m not dirty.” I repeated, lifting up my knees to my chest and wrapping my arms around my knees.

about the public seeing us fucking you.” Dad snorted. “You should fucking care about actually being able to step foot on America’s soil again after the shit you just pulled. You fucking ruined the plans.”

glass of brandy he rose to his feet. “I need a fucking rest. Take care of your sister Chris. Try to not make her

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