Lillian's POVAs I felt his hungry kisses and his hand slowly caressing my waist, I knew at that moment that the careful daughter within me had disappeared.All I could think of was his lips on mine and my insatiable craving for him.When Marcus broke off the kiss and looked at me with desire-filled eyes, a smile graced my lips, knowing that I affected him just as he had on me."You should rest, you seem dizzy, right?" he asked.Catching my breath, I looked at him, still unable to get over that kiss.After a while, I slowly calmed myself and nodded."See you tomorrow?" I asked.Marcus smiled at me and nodded."See you tomorrow," he said.I stared at his face for a while, still captivated by that intense moment before I found the strength to walk away.I glanced back at him and saw Marcus watching me intently, his hands tucked inside his pockets.He smiled at me again before I continued walking towards the house.Stepping inside, I bumped into Martha, who looked confused upon seeing me
Marcus's POVHer soft laughter danced in my ears, a melodic sound that warmed my heart.A radiant smile adorned her face, bringing a comforting warmth to my entire being.Her eyes, brimming with happiness, met mine, but her smile faded, replaced by fear as Martha's voice echoed."What are you doing?" Martha asked, her face filled with confusion as she observed us.Lillian distanced herself, taking a few steps back, breaking free from my grasp. She turned to face Martha, who stood at the edge of the pool, her gaze fixed on us."It's late already. Why are you still here?" Martha asked, her eyes fixed on us intently."I slipped, Martha, and Lillian tried to help me. But she couldn't pull me out, so she ended up falling into the water," I explained.Martha scrutinized me, seemingly contemplating whether or not to believe my explanation. After a moment, she nodded."You might catch a cold. I'll get a towel," she said before walking away.As soon as Martha left, Lillian burst into laughter.
Lillian's POVMartha took too long so I decided to follow her into the kitchen. As I caught sight of her talking to Marcus, I quickly hid around the corner, eavesdropping on their conversation."Lillian told me everything," Martha revealed."What did she tell you?" I heard Marcus ask.There was a brief silence before Martha responded."I know you don't like this family, Marcus. I can see it in your eyes, how you despise being a part of the Hawthorne family. But please, don't use Lillian for whatever plans you have," Martha pleaded with him.Her words pierced my heart, and the possibility that Marcus was driven by hatred for my family clouded my mind."If you're doing this out of hatred for the Hawthornes, spare Lillian from that hatred because she doesn't deserve to be hurt. Lillian has been through so much. Please, don't hurt her," she continued desperation lacing her voice.Martha had watched me grow up. She had witnessed my yearning for my father's love and attention, but I had ne
Marcus's POVMy gaze is fixated on Lillian, but as I watch her intently, she does everything to avoid my eyes. Throughout the whole dinner, all I do is watch her, and when we're finished eating, she's the first one to leave the table."I'll pack my things for tomorrow, Dad," she says, excusing herself.Gabriel nods, letting his daughter go.I stand up, ready to follow Lillian, but Mom knows what I'm planning."Where are you going, Marcus?" she asks, looking at me intently.I let out a deep breath, having no choice but to sit back at the table."You're leaving already?" Gabriel asks."No, Dad," I reply."Good. Stay for some wine," he says, and then he calls the maid to serve us wine.We decide to drink our wine in the garden. Mom joins us, and I can see her piercing eyes directed at me."How's work, Marcus? Are you adjusting well?" he asks.I nod and take a sip of my wine.I want to escape this conversation.All I can think about is how I can talk to Lillian."I have some free time. M
Lillian's POVI fixate my eyes on the side, looking outside the window, completely ignoring Marcus.But my own eyes betray me because I can't help but look at him.He looks tired, with dark circles around his eyes as if he hasn't slept.Marcus catches me looking, and when our eyes meet, my heart starts beating erratically once again.I can't look away now that his piercing blue eyes are fixed on me. It's as if I'm being pulled towards him."Did you get any sleep?" I finally ask, unable to hold back my worry.A small smile graces his lips, and he shakes his head."Why? Were you busy fucking other women?" I ask, immediately regretting the question.Marcus's smile grows wider, and I see a teasing look in his eyes."I stayed up all night reading cases," he says, and when I hear his response, my forehead creases."If you're that busy, then why do you have to come with me?" I ask.Marcus lets out a deep breath, and I can see he's struggling to stay awake."So I can be with you," he says, no
Lillian's POVI fixate my eyes on the side, looking outside the window, completely ignoring Marcus.But my own eyes betray me because I can't help but look at him.He looks tired, with dark circles around his eyes as if he hasn't slept.Marcus catches me looking, and when our eyes meet, my heart starts beating erratically once again.I can't look away now that his piercing blue eyes are fixed on me. It's as if I'm being pulled towards him."Did you get any sleep?" I finally ask, unable to hold back my worry.A small smile graces his lips, and he shakes his head."Why? Were you busy fucking other women?" I ask, immediately regretting the question.Marcus's smile grows wider, and I see a teasing look in his eyes."I stayed up all night reading cases," he says, and when I hear his response, my forehead creases."If you're that busy, then why do you have to come with me?" I ask.Marcus lets out a deep breath, and I can see he's struggling to stay awake."So I can be with you," he says, no
Marcus's POVI walked away from her, not because I'm mad at her, but because I'm mad at what she did and every word she said got on my nerves.I hate hearing her speak on stage, making her father's name sound good. She looks like a puppet being controlled by her father.To calm myself I decided to roam the place and find a good spot where I can relax."Are you heading somewhere, Atty Sullivan?" a middle-aged woman I had talked to earlier asks."Do you have any place here where I can relax?" I ask.She smiles at me and nods her head."There's a beach a few minutes drive from here. That's a good place if you want to relax," she suggests.I smile at her and nod my head."Thank you," I politely say and head towards our driver to borrow the keys.I use Google Maps to find the beach, and it's not that far because, after a few minutes, just like the woman said, I arrive.I park the car on the side of the road and walk towards the shore.I sit on the sand, and as I watch the waves, I feel my
Marcus's POVI walked away from her, not because I'm mad at her, but because I'm mad at what she did and every word she said got on my nerves.I hate hearing her speak on stage, making her father's name sound good. She looks like a puppet being controlled by her father.To calm myself I decided to roam the place and find a good spot where I can relax."Are you heading somewhere, Atty Sullivan?" a middle-aged woman I had talked to earlier asks."Do you have any place here where I can relax?" I ask.She smiles at me and nods her head."There's a beach a few minutes drive from here. That's a good place if you want to relax," she suggests.I smile at her and nod my head."Thank you," I politely say and head towards our driver to borrow the keys.I use Google Maps to find the beach, and it's not that far because, after a few minutes, just like the woman said, I arrive.I park the car on the side of the road and walk towards the shore.I sit on the sand, and as I watch the waves, I feel my