Lily's POVThe next few days, as much as I tried to distract myself, all I could think about was him.Valtor Vencarlo.There was this something about that article Stella had sent me, that just didn't settle well with me. Of course, random killings never settle well with anyone. But the mere thought that he could've been somehow involved with my parents was disturbing.That's why I found myself being determined to find out more about him. Even though I clearly remembered Sofia's words,...I don't think Ace would want you to dwell in such stuff.I knew that. Ace really wouldn't like the thought of me snooping around his apartment in search of some information on a gang leader either. But that's the only thing I could've done.Like I said, I tried distracting myself. But each time I found myself thinking back to my parent's death. The same parents who left me without any answers.What else was I supposed to do?I really couldn't have ignored the uneasy feeling inside me. As much as I wan
Lily's POV Have you ever felt paranoid and panicked, knowing that something strange was going on behind your back, without you knowing anything about it?The moment I saw that paper pasted on that old wall along the sidewalk, I got the same feeling of dread. To most of the people, it looked normal or maybe even funny in a way. They probably thought that this was some sort of a joke, a prank.I thought the same, but then I felt the uneasiness clouding my chest.Who in this world would prank me?I had no such friends who liked pranking me. Nobody would randomly take a paper and write stuff on it that would freak me out. And by stuff, I meant,You don't know what's coming your way,Willows.There could be many people out here with the same name as that. After all, who would even want to threat me like that? I barely knew people, I never had any sort of bad relationship with anyone.And even though I was trying my best to reassure myself that it couldn't possibly be addressed to me, the
Lily's POVHarsh morning sunlight made me flinch. It was like somebody was deliberately opening the curtains to ruin my sleep. I must be dreaming. But then again, have I ever flinched before in my dream?I squeezed my eyes shut and without actually caring to look at whoever it was, I placed one large pillow over my face. Once again, I was about to peacefully doze off when I felt a warm presence at my side, grasping a hold of my arm and shaking me slightly.A serious death wish.I finally managed to open my eyes and pushed the pillow aside, finding a pair of silvery blue eyes quite near my face, which were slightly glinting as if enjoying this. Realisation took its time to fall over me and my eyes widened in surprise. I sat up suddenly and scrambled away, my heart slowly picking up its pace as well. Oh God."What are you doing?" I spoke up in disbelief. It took me everything not to cringe at my hoarse sleepy voice, which reminded me that I didn't feel sleepy at all now.Ace straighte
Lily's POVI couldn't help but wander around the entire mansion, admiring it all the while. Every single room was much more beautiful than the previous one. As I once again made my way in the lounge, I was just about to sit down on the big couch when I heard the huge wooden front doors opening themselves.I thought they were locked.Before I could've reacted, I saw someone walking in; a girl dressed in a short fitted dress with some very high heels. Looking at her, I immediately thought of Carla—Ace's so called girlfriend. But then I realised that this girl looked nothing like her. She was beautiful, but she didn't have that...mean aura around her. She was looking at me and smiling. I suppose Carla couldn't ever do that.Did she seem to know me even when I didn't know her mere name?She stopped few feet away from me."You must be Ace's girlfriend!" She squealed quite loudly, the excitement pretty obvious from her face.If that sentence hadn't been so nerve wrecking, I would've probab
Lily's POVIt was the busy view of London that graced my sight, right as I woke up the next morning--thanks to the giant glass windows in my room. It was warm in here, under the large duvet, but out there I knew it was a cold day.I sat up and tried rubbing off the sleep from my eyes.It had been exhausting, the party last night. I didn't even remember when I came back here with Ace (probably after midnight).And now it was morning. Too soon. Mornings just came too fast.Deciding to just suck it up, I got up from the nice, warm bed and went ahead to take a shower.It was a loud ringing sound that I heard right as I exited the bathroom. I stepped outside of my room in the long empty hallway leading to the lounge and looked around for the source of the ringing.Wrapping my arms around myself, I stopped near the couch and saw the landline ringing. Clearly, no one was coming to pick it up (there were no signs of Ace anywhere--well, except for his thrown jacket on one end of the couch), so
Lily's POV:Though it was sad leaving the London atmosphere, I still felt happy and relaxed as we reached back to New York. Well, that's why they say, home sweet home.The very odd thing was that Ace just changed into his usual self once again and just as we arrived, went back to his dearest work. I guess we were back to our old selves again.I'd define it as,Old boring selves.I was tired of doing nothing once again. It was almost more than half month since I had agreed to his deal, and I was tired of going around each hall everyday trying to pass my time. I swear, if anyone asks me about this whole apartment, I could even tell slightest detail of each wall.Either that, or I spend my time sleeping.Today, I was getting furious of this boring day. So, I decided to do something. I was going through some usual posts on my instagram when I saw a beautiful drawing made by someone.And then I got an idea.Why don't I spend my time painting?To be honest, painting and sketching was on the
Lily's POV:My head ached. And when I said ached, I meant needles banging through my skull. It felt like huge rocks were dumped on my head with sharp edges.I slowly sat up on my bed and took my throbbing head in my hands. Slowly, my vision came back to normal as I saw morning light pouring through the window in my room.Why does my head ache?I thought for a moment which was quite hard. You know, searching in your already painful brain is hard. My mind drifted off to yesterday.I had gone to buy some art supplies...then ended up meeting Daniel...then went with him to a bar...He had left all of a sudden. I had started feeling strange and then, I just don't remember much. Some bits. Like I remember being dragged out of the bar. And I also remember sitting down and leaning my head against a wall.But not much. What did happen?I stood up with my pounding head and went out. Nobody was out in the lounge. I didn't even know who to ask. I just remember seeing Daniel, and I don't know why b
Ace's POV:"What do you want me to do?" I asked looking at Zack.He had been a serious pain in the ass this morning. I had thought I might start a fresh new day only to get him in my office. But on the other hand, this person is my best friend. Who actually knows everything. Everything I know."All I want you to do is give me that pen!" He said, whining like a child.I looked at him with a frown."I'm not going to give you that pen." I stated.He jumped up and looked at me like he was going to throw off a big tantrum."Why do you want it anyways?" I asked, leaning back on my chair.He shrugged and sat down again."Because I really like it." He said.What the heck?"And what makes you think I'm giving it to you?" I asked raising one of my brows."I thought we were friends!" He said.I took out my pen and threw at him."You're such a pain." I said with a glare.Instead, he just smiled and twirled the pen in his hand. That's why he was my friend. The one who I could actually trust. Becau