Lily's POV
“How could you, Lily? How did you let this happen? You know the rules for fucks sake” I was trying to think but the Manager's furious voice kept interrupting my already jumbled thoughts.I didn't blame him, I was angry with myself too. How could I make such a big mistake?I unconsciously reached for my stomach and rubbed it slowly.Damn it! I was pregnant again.My mind went to the man who I recently had sex with, or rather the only man I have been having sex with. It was none other than him, Mr William Carter. He was the same man I had my first private session with around two months ago.After that night, it did not end there. This sexy hunk of a man kept booking me for more sessions and of course I agreed for the money. He became my regular customer and in fact my only customer showing up once or twice in a week. I didn't mind it, the sex was amazing every time and it was an additional source of income for me. If anything, I began to look forward to meeting with him unconsciously and I rejected every other private session that wasn't him. I was content with the money I was receiving from him and I knew deep down that no other man would make me feel that relaxed during intimacy, other men still made me panic.It was a simple business transaction that has been going on for two months now, well, not until now that I found out I was pregnant.By the rules of the agency, I was supposed to stay diligent in my dosage of contraceptives, but I somehow missed it and now I was pregnant with a client's child.I had let myself get carried away, was I really going to bring another child into this world to suffer? I thought of August, my five years old son… it was already hard for us as it is. I could barely pay his meds, doctor appointments and special schooling. Having another child would be too much of a problem.So was I going to abort it? The thought of removing my child made my heart skip. Despite the fact that I was just finding out about my pregnancy, I still felt some sort of attachment to the unborn child already. If it was up to me then I wouldn't want to remove it.“I just spoke with Mr Williams now, he's on his way” The manager said to me with a tired sigh pulling me out of my thoughts.Before taking any steps, the agency had to hear from the client first, our joint decision will decide what would be done. I couldn't hear but wonder what Mr Williams reaction would be, would he want to keep it or remove it? I really couldn't guess because we barely had conversations and I barely knew him, it was just sex.I nodded and waited. Around 20 minutes later, the domineering figure of William Carter walked in his well ironed and expensive french suit. His icy blue eyes fell on mine and I unconsciously looked away, his gaze on me always gave me funny feelings.“Mr William, please join me in my office” The manager and I did not look up until I heard the door click shut.I sighed and tried to calm my beating heart while I waited for them to discuss. If I could guess his decision then it made sense that he would want me to abort it, a person of his influence was in a different world that I could only dream to be.Yes, I had gotten curious and looked him up on the internet. William Carter, billionaire, 35 years old bachelor and CEO of the biggest real estate brand in the country. He was a hot shot and his name appeared in the news almost every day, women were at his beck and call but after many past failed relationships, he hung his coat and became a full time workaholic. This made me wonder why he kept coming to me for paid sex. What did he see in me when there were many other well endowed ladies of his class that would be willing to sleep with him for free?Despite the questions I had, I dared not to think that I was somehow special to him. I was of no use or benefit to him and this was the only part our worlds were meant to clash. Perhaps, a supreme being saw how desperately I needed money so he sent him to help. In the real sense, I was the one leaching from him more.The door of the office opened and I turned to look at the manager so fast that I almost had a whiplash. I tried to gauge his reaction to guess what Mr. William must have decided but the strong faced man had his signature blank face on.“Come on in, Lily,” He said. I thought I saw a twinkling of amusement in his eyes but it was gone in a second and began to doubt if that was what I actually saw.I stood up from the waiting area and walked into the office, Mr William turned to look at me and I shyly looked at anything but him. The atmosphere felt so awkward and my anxiety increased.“Please have a seat, Mr William, please tell her your decision” I obeyed the Manager's words and sat on the chair beside Mr sexy hunk, while still avoiding his eyes. The manager took his seat as well and the room fell into tense silence. I tried to prepare my mind for the words I expected my sex client to say, aborting the child was the best idea.Then I heard him clear his throat before saying the most unbelievable words of the century, “Lily, I would like you to keep the child and become my wife”CHAPTER FIFTY-THREEDamien’s POVI love when I set out to do one evil deed and a free opportunity to do more presents itself. I came today with no plan; all I wanted was to disturb Will’s peace a little, remind him I am still alive, and maybe remind Aria that she said she would help me inherit the company. But then heaven blessed me, and I found August outside.The boy had run to me, calling me daddy. I watched in amusement as he hugged my legs, giggling, then looked up and frowned.“You are not my daddy,” he said, puzzled.“No, I am not,” I replied with a sly smile.August giggled again. “But you look so much like him. I thought you were him.”“No,” I said, shaking my head. “But,” I continued “We are brothers.”I was amused that Lily’s son called Will's father. Lily sure knows how to make people take responsibility for things they did and did not do, just like she made me pay for... our incident. Now, she has Will playing daddy for August and her so-called unborn child, whom we are
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWOLily’s POVWill and I had successfully avoided work for an entire week, and Aria had been planning creative ways to kill me. But with Will always on my mind, I found it hard to care.Will thought I didn’t know what he was doing when he ‘accidentally’ locked my room door and lost the key, or when the maid ‘mistakenly’ dropped my laundry in his room. I didn’t say anything about it. I liked it. I liked to pretend I wanted my room, but if Will ever asked me to go to my room, I would die. Literally, I would fall and die.It was 10:32 AM on a Sunday, and August was free today. Will had his therapy session canceled so we could all go out as a family.I gently disentangled myself from Will’s body and quietly climbed down from the bed. I threw on one of Will’s shirts because I was too lazy to go to my room or find my clothes in his second drawer.Tying my hair into a messy bun, I walked out of the room to spend a little time with August alone, something that was hardly possib
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONEWill’s POVI don’t blame Aria for hating Lily. She is right. Lily is good for me.Should I be dressed and ready to go to work? Yes.Do I need to go to work? Yes.Am I dressed and ready to go to work? No.Will I go? Hell no!I had called Toby again to tell him I wasn't going to make it to work. My excuse? I’m sick. Was I sick? No, but I would be if I didn’t taste Lily one more time. Lily had excused herself to go back to her room to get dressed. I’ll have to get her things brought here, or if she likes her room so much, I can move to it. It doesn’t matter, but all this separate room nonsense is not going to work.“You’re not dressed?” Lily asked, barging into my room to pick up clothes she left in my bedroom.“No,” I said, grinning.“What?” She asked, stopping to look at me. “Why are you staring at me like that?”“I like the way you entered my room like it’s yours.”Nothing can replace the pleasure of seeing Lily blush as she quickly disappeared into the bathroom to p
CHAPTER FIFTYLily POVIt was Monday morning, and I woke up to small kisses being trailed along my neck. I groaned and sank deeper into the feel of Will.It is Monday morning and after what could only be described as the best weekend in history, I do not want to wake up let alone go to work.“Open your eyes, Lily,” Will growled. “I know you are awake.”I did not open my eyes. I did not want to open my eyes. Maybe if I keep my eyes closed long enough, I would be able to keep him here in bed with me throughout the day.“Can we not just stay?” I groaned.“Of course we can, we can stay as long as you want but that would only give Aria more reasons to hate you and make the papara—Will didn’t get any other words out as I brought my lips to his kissing him gently.Will sighed into the kiss and wrapped his arms around my back and my neck drawing me deeper in. God, I’d missed this—it had only been hours, but I missed it already. I missed feeling like we were both going to lose it if we did no
Damien’s POV“You foolish man, I thought getting drunk was my thing,” Lyon said. He had been scolding me and telling me things I did not care for.He is right though, getting excessively drunk is his thing, not mine. He was leading me to the car so we could go home I suppose.“I do not want to go home.” I slur.“I am sure. Your wife will kill you if you go home like this.” Lyon said and laughed loudly. “I thought you said you were a changed man? Change my ass man.”“Oh shut the fuck up.”Lyon laughed again and retrieved the car key from my pocket.“shit.” He cursed. “You have to stand on your own, wait while I go get the key, I think you left it on the table we used.”Immediately Lyon left me I fell flat on my butt drawing unwanted attention and Lyon's unwarranted laugh.He left me there struggling with no success to get back on my feet. He came back a minute later with the key. “Remind me to never let you drink this much ever again,” he said helping me into the car.“Fuckkk-you,” I sa
Lily's POVOne day, I would rip out my heart and throw it away. It had made it its life mission to always embarrass me when it came to William Carter. I couldn't even pretend to act cool and composed around him, especially when I was this close to him. The only thing giving me comfort was the fact that our heartbeats were synchronized, and I could hear his heart too.He was sniffing my neck, nuzzling his nose against it, and gently running his hand from my neck to my waist consistently. I wondered why. Before, when he was just a client, he would quickly go straight to the point. He made sure I was comfortable first, yes, but there was hardly any cuddling or sniffing.“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he said.“Sniff me?” I had long ditched the thought that I would have any composure or class when it came to Will. My voice sounded like I was struggling to breathe, let alone talk, and that couldn’t be closer to the truth.Will chuckled. His voice was low, lower than us