تسجيل الدخولLilian’s POVI woke up with my head resting on Leon’s chest and one of his hands curled around my waist.Sunlight slipped through the curtains, exposing the clothes scattered across the floor. My bra hung from the bedside lamp while Leon’s trousers had somehow ended up close to the door.I could barely remember how they got there.After our first round, we had rested for less than fifteen minutes before starting again. Leon made good on several promises he had whispered during our video calls, and by the time we finally slept, my entire body felt exhausted.I lifted my head carefully.Leon’s eyes remained closed, but a satisfied smile curved his lips.“I know you’re awake,” I whispered.“I’m sleeping.”“You’re smiling.”“I’m having a good dream.”I pinched his nipple.His eyes flew open. “Violent woman.”“You deserve it.”Leon rolled over without warning, trapping me beneath him. I laughed as he pinned my wrists above my head.“Should I remind you who was begging me not to stop last n
Lilian’s POVLeon carried me into the bedroom, my legs locked around his waist, my body rubbing against the hard length of his dick with every step. The friction alone left me breathless.Six months.I had spent six months imagining this moment, but none of those fantasies compared to the heat of his hands gripping my ass or the thick pressure of his cock straining against me through our clothes.He lowered me onto the bed and stood between my thighs.For several seconds Leon only stared. His chest rose and fell heavily, eyes travelling slowly from my face down to the place between my legs. The hunger in them made my pussy clench.“Why are you looking at me like that?” I whispered.“Because I need to make sure you’re really here.”I reached for his shirt and pulled him closer. “Touch me, and you’ll know.”A low sound escaped him. He pushed my shirt upward and off, then unhooked my bra. The straps slipped down my arms. Leon’s hands closed over my breasts, thumbs brushing my hardened ni
Lilian’s POVSix months sounded like a short time when Leon asked me to give it to him.Living through those months was a different matter.I attended my lectures, completed every assignment and pretended that being in another country did not make me feel like a prisoner. My mother called every Sunday, but our conversations never lasted more than five minutes.She asked about school, food and the weather.She never asked about Leon.I never offered to tell her.Leon and I spoke every day, although we had to be careful during the first few weeks. He found a job at a private fitness centre and rented a small apartment close to it. He refused every offer Cole made to lend him money, insisting that he needed to prove he could build a life without his father’s help.Our late-night video calls were the only things keeping me sane.Sometimes we talked until one of us fell asleep. Other nights, our conversations were not so innocent.Leon would lower his voice and tell me everything he wanted
Lillian's POVLeon caught my wrist as I attempted to move away.“You don’t get to make that decision for both of us,” he said.“I’m trying to protect you.”“And I am trying to choose you.”Before I could respond, Leon released me and reached into his pocket. He pulled out his car keys, dropping them on the centre table. Next came his wallet. He removed two bank cards and placed them beside the keys.My eyes widened.“Leon, don’t.”He ignored me.“I’ll move out tonight,” he told his father. “I’ll find somewhere else to stay, and I’ll get a job that has nothing to do with your company.”“You will come crawling back within a week,” his father spat.“Maybe. But if I do, it will not be because I regret loving Lilian.”My mother shook her head repeatedly. “Have both of you lost your minds?”Perhaps we had.I did not know what else could explain the fact that a few hours ago, Leon had been inside me while I cried about losing him. Now, he was standing in front of our parents, giving up every
Lilian’s POV“What?” I breathed, staring at my mother as if she had suddenly started speaking another language.“You heard me,” she replied coldly. “You will leave tomorrow morning, and you will not return until Leon is married.”My knees hurt against the floor, but the pain was nothing compared to the panic tearing through my chest.Until Leon was married?That could be months. It could be years.Worse, she expected me to stay away while another woman took the man I loved.“Mom, please.” I struggled to stand, wiping my wet cheeks with trembling fingers. “You can send me away for a few months if that will make you feel better, but you cannot ask me to wait until Leon marries someone else.”Her expression hardened. “Why not? Is that not the only way to end this madness?”My stomach twisted painfully.She was not sending me away to punish me. She wanted Leon to replace me.The thought of him holding another woman, kissing her and making love to her made something ugly crawl beneath my s
Lilian's POV.The atmosphere in the living room was so thick with tension that I found it difficult to breathe.Cole stormed out of the room after seeing us, and he called out parents immediately. They were already on their way home when they got the call.He didn't utter a word to us after that, he just packed his belongings and left the mansion, leaving us to face the aftermath of our actions.My mother sat on the couch, her hands clasped together while her legs shook on their own. My stepfather on the other hand just kept pacing up and down, visibly restless.Since they arrived, they'd not uttered one word, yet I'd already cried my eyes out. Regret rested on my shoulders like a heavy weight and no matter how much I sobbed, the feeling remained.Leon and I stood beside each other, the both of us occasionally exchanging glances between each other. We knew we shouldn't have explored this, but it was too late to make amends.My eyes darted over to my mother who now had tears rolling do







