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Author's Pov

"Lily here!" The young nervous girl instantly turned around letting her lips curled up into a wide smile, she met her friend's bright gaze making her instantly run towards her.

"Char!" She threw herself in Charlotte's arms as both the women laughed gleefully hugging tightly.

"I missed you so much Char, it's been so long!" Charlotte chuckled at her excitement before gently pulling her away from her.

"Yeah 3 months ago the infamous Paris trip," This froze Liliana as she instantly remembered that unfortunate incident on the last day of their trip to the Paris. That trip was supposed to be the most memorable one and indeed it was but not for good reasons.

"Hey, don't think too much, you must be tired, let's go I already cleaned up the guest room for you." Lily forced a smile and nodded at her before they both left the airport.

Liliana Storm, daughter of infamous billionaire Xander Storm and sister of current bachelor billionaire Alexander Storm, Lily had everything she ever wished for. A beautiful family, loving parents, understanding and protective brothers but sometimes their possessiveness suffocated her, she wished to do something once without her being associated to Storms, no she didn't hate being storm instead she loved it. She had a stable family but sometimes their restrictions and assumptions of her being overly naive frustrated her.

She majored in Art, painting was her passion, she took the hold of the paint brush when she was 6 years old and after that she never put it down, her mother never stopped her from pursuing her dreams but her father did refuse to send her to overseas for better studies opportunities. He made sure she attended the best universities but also appointed many bodyguards around her and hardly any student approached her fearing her influential family, many people made assumptions of her being bratty rich kid not wanting to get tangled with her.

Charlotte used to live in Lily's homeland but after she turned 15, she moved to Russia, and they kept their friendship through video calls. They both were poles apart, Liliana was a chatterbox, while Charlotte liked her personal space keeping her words as less as she could. Their friendship took a hit when one day Liliana shared her hours story with her and Charlotte with patience listened to her and even gave her a suggestion. 

They were like not so blood related sisters, and Liliana could do anything for Charlotte. 3 months back, Liliana had to do tour of Paris for both her friends and also work, and it was supposed to be a fun experience until on the last night, one of the male friend in their group proposed to Liliana right in front of her whole circle. This not only ruined her friendship with her male friend, Wren but also her other friend who liked him, Lizzy.

Everyone in the circle knew about her crush on Wren and they all were expecting him to go after her especially at how touchy and friendly he was with her all these years until he knelt before Liliana shocking everyone. After her straight forward rejection, Wren rudely cut off their 4 years old friendship and Lizzy also made some snarky remarks about Liliana betraying her and blocked her from everywhere.

There was one thing about Liliana, she never cuts someone off but if they did, she would never let them in her life not even if she would be on her dead bed. Earning her forgiveness was like destroying a mountain with a spoon, it was almost impossible. Only selective people were ever able to win her back and they had always been her family. 

After that eventful night in the Paris, she made the arrangements earlier than expected and left the country. Their friend circle had five people and now only Charlotte and Ross, with Ross, Lily was never much friendly, she was comfortable with him but he was more closer to Wren and Lizzy so after their cut off, Lily's connection with him reduced too, but she was still grateful that he didn't blame her. 

He simply said "Wren was wrong but he's my childhood buddy, I can't leave him Liliana." And she didn't mind so mindfully she reduced their connection to the point of having no contact at all. They last talked like a week after everything only because he wanted to apologize on behalf of Wren's stupidity and after that none of them shared any word.

Charlotte was the only one who kept the friendship with everyone but she still told Wren and Lizzy what their mistakes were, so eventually Liliana was only left with one close friend of hers, Charlotte. 

Liliana three weeks ago was offered a really good opportunity to held her own exhibition which would be sponsored by one the greatest art gallery in the world, Russia had three art galleries but this one was among every other ones. Liliana had to beg her brother and father to let her go to the Russia and pursue her dreams and with different people's help she finally was able to gain their permission and timely landed on Russia to start her work.

She was given a target of 8 art postures and she could take whatever the inspiration would be but it should be from Russia, she 8 months to complete her target and on tenth month her art will be displayed. It was the most crucial opportunity for her, if her art gained the attention of the people she will be able to attain way more than she ever wished for.

Laying on the bed with her eyes stuck on the vast chandelier she instantly reminded herself to call her brother which she did, she knew Charlotte belonged to a rich family but never knew it much. This mansion slightly reminded of her own, but it was less lively and homely. In Storm's mansion she could hear her mother's charming voice, her fathers whining and servants rustling and chatting, her mother always got along with the servants and made them feel at home. 

But this mansion, the servants had their heads down, none of them even cared to look in her way, Charlotte ordered them around like slaves and she was shocked to see that she removed her coat, shoes and even her jewellery right there making the servant settle them on place for her. Lily's mother, Amelia was strict about this one thing, she always told her children to their things to their room on their own and even the shoes  they removed in the entrance they would have to place in the ranks. They never hired anyone for such trivial things and as she was used to doing everything, she refused the maid and did her work making Charlotte scold her that those servants were being paid for these things.

Liliana was a patient woman, she never liked getting into baseless arguments so she simply told Charlotte and she wasn't used to this and ended the discussion after all she knew her friend was used to these things and nothing could change her view. Lily after dinner went to her room, she called her family and finally assuring them she fell on the pillow and let the calm peaceful sleep engulf her senses.

Meanwhile 

A loud crashing noise echoed in the dark room turning the atmosphere completely silent, everyone stared at the raging beast with fear in their eyes, his hand was furiously bleeding, he had broken the glass right in his palm and the next second they didn't even have a time to comprehend as he grabbed the half filled wine bottle and smashed it on the man's head who was spouting nonsense just a while ago.

One of his business partner with whom he came to this bar cursed under his breath shouting for everyone to get out before he instructed his men to take the bleeding man out before the untamed vulture lost his mind and might end another life and he knew the monster wouldn't have any regret for sure.

"You need to calm the fuck down!" His light Hazel eyes snapped up to glare at the nonchalant man who had no affect at his tasteless glares.

"Don't give me that look, Cyril!" The man roared placing the glass on the table and standing up to match the height of the raging bastard.

"Didn't you fucking hear that bitch!" Cyril mumbled still squeezing his clutching fist pulling more blood out which made the man rub his forehead in resignation.

"This isn't the first time, and --" His words were cut short when Cyril kicked the vast glass table turning it around in one swift kick destroying the beautiful pyramid shaped table in one go.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Cyril shouted at the top of his lungs making the man in front of grabbed his gun from the couch and tugged it behind his pants before looking straight at the burning lad.

"This, this is the exact reason why you're still not married, this anger of yours one day will cost you a lot my pal, learn to control it." Cyril narrowed his two spikey eyes at his sarcastic comment before he threw the last words and left the uncontrolled beast behind.

"Also fuck you for fucking this meeting up by opening our client's head open!" With that he left the private room leaving the scoffing man who gave no shits about that client giving the project or not. It wasn't like they were any short of the projects, that little bitch just didn't know how to shut up.

Suddenly a wave of resentment spread through his veins as he took a seat on the couch not caring about the broken glasses laid on the floor, he made a second call and soon enough three girls were sent in to keep him accompany. Cyril looked all of them closely and then stopped his gaze at the one who was looking down, a small cruel smile appeared over his lips.

He motioned the other two to leave while one who was the most nervous ones stayed there standing, she fidget with her fingers carefully stepping near him, Cyril didn't waste a second and pulled her on the couch beside him before raising her chin up. The girl looked lost right after she met his gaze, he had the most beautiful shade of Hazel, and he knew the charm of getting the woman worship him.

"You’re really pretty," He complimented her making her gulp down as she tried to look down but his gaze was just something else. It held seduction yet the darkness in them pulled her like a magnet.

"If you don't want to, you can take the cheque and leave, I am a nice I wouldn't snitch on you." He said with a playful tone making her smile a bit, she was completely relaxed now and the previous nervousness changed into some weird confidence as she held his hand and nodded at him.

"I can do anything you want sir." He smiled evily before pulling his hand away from her touch and motioned her to his crotch.

"If you're not sure then after a few minutes get out, but if you do want it then kneel. I am really stressed right now, I need a good fuck." He was bluntly honest and without any further sugar coating he pulled his cigarette pack and shoved one in his mouth without keeping an eye on the woman seated beside him, he already knew what she will decide.

And as expected after a minute she was seated between his legs on her knees working on his belt, Cyril carefreely smoked the cigarette watching her grasping his crotch which hadn't gotten hard for a long time. The little girl which he thought would be thrilling to fuck tonight felt really bland just like it had been from the last 3 months.

She bobbed her head and after extinguishing his cigarette he grabbed her hair and the gentleman from a few minutes ago got replaced with a hungry beast. He harshly moved her head making it hard for her to breathe, she gagged many times and tears spilled from her eyes with her nose almost clogging as well. He was harsh, too much.

And it wasn't the end, after the unsatisfactory blow job he threw her on the disheveled couch before ripping her lingerie and filling his hunger not hearing her screams, not caring about her body trembling and the new experience he had just given her. He was incredible for her but he didnt find his own release, it just felt too bland for him.

Cyril needed something new, this wasn't the man he was before, he left the panting and drained woman behind before leaving a hefty amount for her more than she asked for. And after reaching his mansion he took a fresh shower. His deep frown didn't wipe off even when he came out in a bathrobe and glared at the running road through his vast window.

Cyril Sokolov wasn't satisfied, but what will even satisfy him now? What he even was missing?

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