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Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 086
Lily’s POV.The phone lay face down on the wet pavement, its screen cracked. Richard’s voice was still faintly tinning out of the speaker before the call dropped dead.My chest heaved. The stench of burning wood and thick black soot burned the back of my throat. Around me, high-pressure water hoses thundered against the brick walls of what used to be my safe space, turning the street into a muddy, freezing river."Lily! Look at me."Diego’s hands gripped my shoulders, pulling me back from the police tape. His dark eyes were wide, scanning my face, checking for shock."Nate and Simon," I choked out, my teeth chattering so hard I could barely form the words. "They were inside. Diego, they were inside—""They're alive," a voice panted. I whipped around. Simon was stumbling out from behind a fire truck, his face streaked with black soot, his clothes singed at the sleeves. Paramedics were right behind him, wheeling a gurney.On the stretcher was Nate. His eyes were closed, his face deat
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 085
Lily’s POV.The interrogation room smelled of bleach and stale coffee.Frank sat across the table, his face a mess of purple bruises and dried blood. The designer suit he wore at the gala, which he’s still wearing, was torn."Lily," Frank croaked, trying to stand up, his cuffs clanking. "You have to tell them to drop the charges. Rich... Richard will destroy you if you keep this up—"I didn't answer. I just watched him through the glass partition, my arms crossed over Diego's jacket, feeling a cold, hard satisfaction in my chest. It felt good watching him sealed away from me, and I couldn’t wait to have him sealed away forever.My phone buzzed. A restricted number.I swiped the screen and put it to my ear. "Who is this?"“Lily, my dear," Richard’s voice purred through the speaker. “Let's be pragmatic. You have my associate locked in a cell, and my stock is dropping. Drop the charges, and we can negotiate a peaceful handover."A bitter laugh escaped my lips."Negotiate with you, Richar
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 084
Lily’s POV.Sienna and Arnold opened the door that led to the private VIP holding room behind the grand ballroom. Diego entered, trailing behind me. He helped me to the bed, and then turned his back to me, massaging his temples and cursing under his breath. He was furious. That much was obvious.I got up the bed and went to meet him by the vanity, my hands trembling as I clutched the lapels of his jacket wrapped tightly around my shoulders. The wool was heavy, radiating his heat, completely swallowing my frame and hiding my gown and wounds.His knuckles were split open, smeared with a dark streak of Frank’s blood, and his own too. He hadn't said a single word since we stepped inside. He just stood there, his massive frame rigid, his chest still heaving with the remnants of his rage."Diego," I whispered, breaking the heavy silence.He didn't move. Slowly, he turned his head.The coldness in his eyes was completely gone, replaced in his dark, stormy eyes by a terror that made my brea
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 083
Lily’s POV.I stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the strap of my floor-length black gown. The fabric hugged every curve before spilling down to the floor.I checked the makeup covering my jawline one last time. Not a single trace of the bruise from the docks remained.Behind me, the door opened softly.Diego walked into the dressing room. He wore a crisp black tuxedo, his massive frame cutting quite a figure against the warm vanity lights. He stopped a foot behind me, his eyes meeting mine in the reflection."How do I look?" I asked, turning around, my heart fluttering at the intense, unreadable heat in his gaze.Diego didn't answer immediately. He stepped forward, his large, warm hands coming to rest gently on my waist."You're perfect, Lily," he murmured raspily, his deep voice undoing so many things in me at once. He bent down, his lips meeting mine in a deep, slow kiss that tasted of hot scotch and mint. My hands reached up, resting against his chest, feeling th
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 082
Lily’s POV.The ballroom of the St. Regis was a total disaster area.Velvet drapes were piled on the floor, towering floral arrangements were blocking the walkways, and three different event planners were screaming into their phones.I stood in the middle of the ballroom, my arms crossed over my chest, staring up at the massive crystal chandelier. My mother’s posthumous birthday gala had to be perfect. No mistakes, no cheap decorations.I wanted everyone to know I was back, and I wanted them to see it in person."Move those white lilies three feet to the left," I ordered, pointing toward the main stage. "They're covering my mother's portrait. And fix that spotlight, it’s blinding.""Right away, Mrs. Rookwood," the head designer stammered, frantically waving his clipboard at two assistants who were struggling with a pedestal.I took a slow breath, smoothing down my blazer. The bruises on my face from the warehouse were mostly hidden under heavy concealer, but my skin still felt tender.
Marrying the Tyrant: You Will Regret Killing Me, Ex-Husband! 081
Lily's POV.The ground was wet and cold against my hands. That was all I felt, except for the rain that pattered on me."They were already in the alley," I heard myself say, my heart racing. "I went through the coffee shop because I knew the service exit, and I-I thought I'd lose them but they were already there, there were three of them and two more came through the door behind me and I couldn't—""Lily…”“—I couldn't get past them and I thought if I could just stall long enough for someone to—""Lily." Diego’s voice didn’t sound distant this time. It was clear and real, the warmth of his palm on my face. He’s here. He’s real, with me. "You're safe. You're out."I wasn’t imagining it. Relief crept in slowly. I felt the brown noise in my head slowly quiet. My shallow breathing slowly began to calm. Diego pulled me in.I let him, leaning into him, his arms coming around me. His chin rested on the top of my head, and the trembling in my hands slowly stopped.Behind us the warehouse wa
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