Lily woke up to the sound of the ringing alarm, her hands stretched and found her phone to dismiss it. She lied on the bed, staring at nothing, contemplating that today would just be another day of trying to gain Zared's attention and trust. It was Lily’s ultimate goal since she got married to Zared nearly 6 months ago. You can also say it was her daily routine now.
She had been misunderstood and mistreated for far too long and she deserved to be trusted and loved, is what she thought. She was madly in love with Zared, and every time her gaze met his ocean blue eyes, she would fall in love with him all over again, but she could not do anything to prove that it was genuine. Tearing the blanket off her body, she got up and made her way towards the shower.Over the course of the six months, Zared never gave Lily a single tender glance, instead, he would yell at her and beg her to leave him alone. It seemed to him that Lily was only seeking his attention in order to get his credit cards so she could make purchases. That was all what Lily was about in his eyes. The thought that maybe her love for him can be genuine never passed his mind. He was to brainwashed by himself to think about Lily in that way for even a second.Zared used to return home at night and spend all of his time in his study. Sometimes he listened to music and sometimes he just worked on his laptop. Lily may have peeked now and then when she was curious and bored all alone, and the fact that Zared enjoys listening to jazz confused her a little. After all who listens to Jazz nowadays? He was indeed different. However, she appreciated that he continued to be appreciative of what is almost left behind by this generation.After a while Lily came out of the shower in her white bathrobe with her wet hair and grabbed the hair dryer to dry her hair. Because she was alone with her thoughts on the bed, she was late preparing Zared's breakfast today. She quickly plugged in the switch and began drying her hair, then turned it off leaving some of her hair wet as she was late enough and was afraid Zaref would leave without breakfast. Loosening the strings of her bathrobe, she turned to get her top when the door tore open.She quickly grabbed both sides of her undone bathrobe and held them tightly together. Meanwhile, Zared had come to ask why she was late and where his breakfast was didn't bother to knock on the door, despite the fact that he does not eat breakfast very often, he had no idea where to look. His eyes followed her hair, then her chest, then her legs as if they were locked together.“D-did you need something?” Lily asked, her face flushed.“Where is my breakfast?” said Zared possessing no emotion on his face or in his voice.“I'll make it right away, I just need to change”He closed the door without giving any response.Lily rushed to lock the door from inside and sighed a sigh of relief leaning on the door. She then quickly changed into her clothes and dashed downstairs to prepare Zared's breakfast. His gaze fell on Lily as she headed towards the kitchen; she smiled at him, but he rolled his eyes as usual. Lily wore an ivory long frock with colorful flowers over it and her hair tied back with a ribbon. Zared ,who as usual, was dressed in a two-piece suit with one side of his hair slicked back and one falling on his forehead was doing something on his phone.They both had breakfast, and Lily wished him a good day as she always did, but received no response. But this time, he turned around and was about to say something but stopped himself and walked out of the house without responding to Lily.The day went by as another boring one for Lily because as usual, she didn't have anything to do, no one to talk to and nowhere to go to. She usually cleaned the whole house because there was nothing else she could do. She would like to paint but unfortunately she didn't have any supplies and was too scared to ask Zared about it. She did not say anything about her wants or needs because she knew he would assume once more that she was asking for money to waste it as he already thought she was a goldigger and was just using him as a source.The day passed and the clock striked 11 pm. Lily was waiting for Zared to come back home. After some time, the door clicked open and Lily went rushing to Zared to help him take his coat off with a wide smile plastered on her face like a baby."How was your day?" Lily asked even though she knew he wouldn't reply because he never did, no matter how much she tried to talk to him it always ended up being a one sided conversation."Aren't you just tired of asking me this, my day went very well but it's all ruined because I saw your face just now and heard your filthy voice"he said while making a disgusted face, her heart clenched but she kept the smile on her face as it was."Dinner is ready, let's eat" Lily walked towards the kitchen."I'm not hungry,I'm not eating""You can have a little bit though ?""Don't bother me, I already said I'm not hungry"he said raising one of his hand in the air and both of his eye brows."You shouldn't sleep without dinner Zared, did you have your lunch ?"He made his way towards the staircase without giving any response like he didn't hear anything and Lily was invisible."I can forgive you, I guess. People have done worse than this." She admitted. "Did he do anything to you? What did he come for?" Lily's eyes narrowed. "I’ve had...Damian keeping an eye on you ever since he revealed himself to you...." Aaron admitted, "I didn’t want you to be blindsided by him.” For a moment, she didn’t know whether to be angry or grateful. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, her voice quiet. “Because I didn’t want to scare you,” he said honestly. “I wanted to make sure you were safe, but I also wanted to respect your space. I wasn’t sure if hearing it from me would help or just...make things worse.” Her emotions overwhelmed her, and before she could stop herself, tears welled up in her eyes. Aaron, without hesitation, reached across the table and took her hand. “It’s okay,” he said softly. “You’re safe now. That’s all that matters.” For the first time in what felt like forever, Lily let herself break. She leaned across the table, and Aaron
Lily was sitting in her living room, her mind a whirlwind of the confrontation with Zared and Aaron stepping in, having her back-as always. After all that happened, she wondered if her pushing Zared off was selfish of her. While Lily had grown more mature these years, she had also become cold and made sure to keep herself first at any cost-but this Lily...it was the old Lily...who wanted to think that she was wrong for mistreating Zared-maybe her was disturbed, what could have possibly been the reason for him to fake his death-how big the problem must've been? A knock at the door startled her from her thoughts. Frowning, she checked the time-it was late, far too late for visitors. Cautiously, she approached the door and looked through the peephole. It was Zared. Her breath caught, and her hand instinctively tightened on the doorknob. Part of her wanted to ignore him, but the other part-the one still grappling with the guilt of his supposed death-compelled her to open the
Lily sat across from Clara in her cozy apartment after the massive shock she had, the glow of the city lights filtered through the windows. Clara had invited her over for an evening of conversation, sensing something was weighing heavily on her friend. As Lily sipped her tea, her fingers fidgeted with the rim of the cup. “Clara,” she began hesitantly, “something happened yesterday.” Clara raised an eyebrow. “What is it?" Taking a deep breath, Lily placed the cup down and looked Clara in the eye. “Zared is alive.” Clara froze, the mug in her hands suspended mid-air. “What?” “He came to my office. I didn’t recognize him at first, but it was him, Clara. He’s alive, and he... he apologized for everything.” Clara placed her cup down, her expression a mixture of shock and confusion. “Zared? As in Zared Williams?The same man who k*lled himself? How is that even possible?” Lily shook her head, her voice shaky. “I don’t know. He said it was complicated and that he was tryin
Lily sat at her desk in her company, her fingers hovering over her keyboard. The day had been long and draining, but there was still a stack of work to get through. She sighed, rubbing her temples, when a soft knock interrupted her thoughts. “Come in,” she called not lifting her head up. The door opened and closed behind. “Do you need anything, ma'am?” "No, thanks." "Would you like some coffee?" "No, you can go." Lily said, her tone cold as her eyes remained on the screen. “Some tea?" he asked Her brows furrowed but her eyes remained on her paperwork. "I dont need anything, leave before I fire you." There was a pause, but the person in front of her didn’t leave. Instead, he took a step closer. “Are you sure? I can fetch you tea, coffee... water, maybe?” Lily looked up briefly, irritation flickering across her face, though she still didn’t focus on him entirely. “No, thank you. And I think you should go.” But the man didn’t move. “How about I help you
It had been two weeks since the gala, and life had settled back into its usual rhythm for Lily; or at least, that’s what she told herself over the weeks. The days were packed with meetings, client calls, and deadlines, leaving her little time to dwell on anything else. But no matter how busy she was, Aaron’s presence lingered in the back of her mind like a stubborn shadow. She hadn’t expected to see him again so soon, and certainly not like that-standing across a room, looking at her with a mix of longing and regret. Lily shook her head as she sat at her desk, trying to push the memory aside. He doesn’t matter anymore, she reminded herself. You’ve moved on. Your life is yours now. But the truth was harder to face. A part of her was still drawn to him, to the man who had once made her feel like the center of his universe. Later that evening at her apartment, as she stepped into the kitchen, her phone buzzed on the counter. She picked it up to see Clara’s name flashing on
Aaron was already making his way toward her, his steps purposeful but hesitant. “Do you want me to distract him?” Clara asked, noticing. “No,” Lily said, surprising even herself. “I’ll handle it.” When he finally reached her, he stopped just short of invading her space. “Lily,” he said, his voice a mix of relief and uncertainty. “Aaron,” she replied, keeping her tone neutral. Clara took that as her cue to slip away, leaving them alone. “You look...” Aaron trailed off, his gaze softening. “You look beautiful.” “Thank you,” Lily said, her walls firmly in place. There was an awkward silence before Aaron spoke again. “How have you been?” “Busy,” Lily said simply. “You?” "Same. Busy." He said, his eyes boring into her's. Aaron Knight had never been one to doubt himself. His confidence, honed over years of navigating ruthless boardrooms and mastering impossible deals, was unshakable. But now, sitting in his empty penthouse with the city lights stretching endlessly b