Novels by lisa

~ Lillian's Pov ~ I wasn't expecting that from him. "It hasn't come to this David." Uncle William barked coming over to my side. " How dare you touch my daughter?!" My mother yelled. "She deserves it." Sandra snapped, laughing. Adrenaline rushed through me. I stood up, and my chair scraped against the floor with a harsh scrrrrrt sound. I picked up some plates of dishes, throwing them at my father...no... he's not my father... David, Julia and Sandra. Their clothes were stained and It gave me so much joy seeing the expressions on their faces. "You mannerless... "Julia tried to hit me but this time My mother stopped her. "Enough!" "You're such a mannerless daughter, what kind of a daughter attacks her own father?!" Julia yelled. "Couldn't you just get through the evening without asking for trouble?" My mother asked Julia. "I can't believe I have a daughter like you." David vomited. I rolled my eyes immediately. I can't believe I have a father like him either. Jul

~ LILLIANS POV ~ “What?! " I let out startling everyone on the table. "I mean... oh" I didn't bother looking up. Until... I heard him ask. "Is this seat taken?" My heart stopped for a second. Javier! Javier again?! Ugh! Why I'm I being tortured by his presence? I'm I the first person to have a one night stand? I slowly raised my head . He was standing right beside me. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. But no... it was real... painfully real. My eyes widened. “Mom, I should get going...I have a few things to catch up on". I let out, slowly standing up. "Oh no darling, you've been here less than 5 minutes... you've barely even touched your meal." Grace said and playfully pushed me to sit back down. I saw recognition hit Javier in the same second. I tried to hide my shock but I could feel my cheeks heating. The air between us went tight and awkward. Why is he everywhere? Why is he here?... out of all places, out of all nights..

~ LILLIAN'S POV ~ "Miss Tylor, You look nervous, I honestly didn't want to see you again but for the record I need to make you understand that asides from being the CEO of dove fashion, I have no side jobs so take back you 100 dollar. I swallowed. I can't believe he came all the way to my place of work to clarify that he wasn't a prostitute "I understand sir" . I said forcing a smile. I picked up a 100 dollar note from the table. That night never happened... I exhaled, extremely relieved. I turned to leave and... "Oh don't be shy, come pick up the change I mean you clearly need it". Javier's voice called out. So demeaning. I bit my lower lip and I tried to control my temper. I reminded myself how badly I needed this job. I can't afford to mess things up. I turned back slowly and picked up the rest of the money on the table. Still embarrassed, I forced a smile on my face "Thank you sir". I responded. ********* As soon. As I got back to the bar, Lojain came over.

~ LILLIAN'S POV ~ I slipped in a bottle of goûte de diamants into the ice bucket. The weight dug into my palms as I carried it carefully to him. I was nervous as heck. I shakely dropped the drink on the table infront of him. "Here's your drink sir" I can't believe the man I had a one night stand with and humiliated was trying to get back at him. His head was still buried in his cellphone. he didn't acknowledge my presence, so I turned to leave. " pour me a glass ." His deep baritone announced. Reluctantly, I turned back. He had lifted up his head. " Okay sir ." I answered offering him a cheerful smile. Maybe... just maybe he could see me as a different person... a nice person that I am. He leaned back on the leather couch and looked at me with disdain. Like my presence was irritating to him. I felt very uncomfortable and tried my hardest not to tremble. "For someone who claims to be so sophisticated I thought you would have a better job." He said, nonc

~ LILLIAN'S POV ~ The exterior was nothing to write home about, the faded black paint had dulled into a weary shade, with scratches all over, it told stories of sun, rain and years of hands that couldn't afford luxury wax. The back bumper bore a strip of peeling tape like a bandage over an old wound. Inside, the car carried pieces of my life. The faint smell of coffee from my shift cups lingered in the upholstery, mixed with the sweetness of strawberry gum that I chewed to stay awake on late drives. The dusty dashboard had a tiny crack, the air conditioner didn't blow as cool as it should, the steering wheel was worn smooth in places where my hands always rested, and the radio only caught two stations both cracking with static, but I didn't mind. Dangling from the rearview mirror was a silver cross, it glinted faintly in the streetlights at night. It wasn't just decoration; it was my anchor, my quiet reminder that even in the hardest days, God still watched over me. I glanc

~ LILLIAN'S POV ~ I had just finished slipping on my shoes. I didn't want to look at him but his voice stopped me. My heart was beating uncontrollably. I couldn't help but notice his manly features. He was my type to a T. A piece of white towel was wrapped around his waist. He moved with the kind of confidence that made it clear he was used to being admired. He looked so sexy...so hot...I dared not compare him to kaz. Memories of our sex last night invaded my mind again...the way he was sliding inside and repeatedly stroking me. Oh...he had done it so good. I felt hot all over. Oh no! This was not the time to think about how good he was. I shook my head and forced myself to stop thinking about him. All this while he was just there...as calm as a cucumber. Maybe if he had said a simple good morning, although nothing was good about the morning...then maybe...just maybe I wouldn't have been so anxious. Wait... Why is he staring at me like that? What. did