Lily's first instinct–as anyone else would have been—was to fight off the hand covering her mouth and dragging her into whatever room that was.And that she did.Thrashing around as best as she could, she focused on getting a clean hit that would free her from the hold she was in and eventually, she did.Her leg connected with the shin of her captor and with the dull, yet satisfying sound, came a grunt all too familiar.Lily's body was freed in seconds and she spun around, eyes widening as they landed on Aaron who was holding his foot.“A-Aaron?” She stopped herself at the very last moment from shouting. “How…what are you doing here?” She rushed forward to help him, discarding the question as soon as she asked it, because the answer was pretty clear.“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It was instinct,” she hurriedly explained, reaching for his hand.However, in the blink of an eye, her wrist was seized, grip firm, but not painful, and she was pulled flush against Aaron's chest, his arms e
Pinned to the bed, Lily watched Viktor walk out of the room, her glare burning a hole in his back. As soon as he was gone, she turned her head toward Misha, desperation filling her eyes instead of panic. “Hey,” she called out, voice cracking. “Hey,” she repeated when the doctor ignored her. “You can't do this. I’m pregnant. You’re a woman, can you…can you really harm another woman carrying a child?”From where she lay, Lily saw the doctor’s fingers falter as she adjusted the equipment on the tray. For a heartbeat she froze, then glanced at her and her voice came out flat as she spoke. “It’s none of my business. I’m just being paid to do this.”“You–”“That’s enough talking,” one of the guards snapped, glaring at the doctor. “Start working.”Misha's gaze lingered on Lily a second longer and her hands trembled as she turned back to the gleaming needle.Panic returned once again and Lily felt her pulse race. She bit down hard on her lip. Think. You have to get out of this. She shifte
Shivers crept down Lily's spine and despite the clear outcome towering above her in the form of four, built men, she tried struggling against them holding once again.“You're crazy,” she spat. “Let go of me!”Her words fell on deaf ears. Viktor rolled his eyes and turned to Misha. “Administer it.” He said, handing the needle back to her.Misha hesitated for a second, gaze flickering between Lily and the syringe.When she stepped forward, Lily shouted. “Don't! I'm…I'm pregnant.” She looked at Viktor, gaze turning pleading. “I'm pregnant Viktor. That…that thing can harm my baby.”“So what?” He casually asked, seconds later, his jaw ticked and he clicked his tongue in disgust. “Caring so much about another man's child while I'm here. Disgusting.” He muttered.Lily, hearing him clearly, protested. “It's my child, Viktor. No one else's. So please, don't…don't hurt it.”Hearing her beg should have made him feel elated, but knowing it was over the child of another man, a bastard like William
Thomas sat buried neck deep in files that barely registered on his mind no matter how many times he read or scrolled through them.From time to time, his gaze would flicker over to his phone expecting the device to ring with a call, either from Lily, his assistant or just anyone in general.With Viktor back, he felt like chaos was slowly picking up and the silence was eerily peaceful.Or perhaps it was just him thinking too deeply about it. Sighing, he closed the file in front of him and glanced in the direction of the clock. After nine, the device read.He glanced back at his phone again. Shouldn't Lily be home around this time? Or was she planning on spending another day with Aaron.His finger twitched as his gaze remained on his phone. Just as he made up his mind and reached for the device, his door swung open and Mary walked in.“Young master Arkwright,” she greeted, her voice carrying a tensed edge that immediately drew Thomas's attention.He glanced at her, but before he could
Lily felt like she'd just been struck by lightning, the kind that left you stunned, your brain fired, but still working.Her eyes darted between the two of them, wide for a second, then it narrowed, surprise morphing into anger.“Partners in crime?” Bee gaze settled on William and disgust flashed in her eyes. “You've really outdone yourself William. What's this? Playing a little game of "the enemy of my enemy is my friend”?” She arched a questioning brow.“Come on now little flower,” Viktor tutted, shaking his head along. “Classifying me as your enemy,” he placed his hand against his chest, feigning hurt, but the smile on his lips, said a different story. “That's quite hurtful.”“You're right. I shouldn't classify you as an enemy. You're worse than that, you devil piece of trash.”Now, that got his smile to vanish. Lily would have found satisfaction in watching that shit eating grin disappear off his face, had the back of her neck not been seized the very next second, pulling her face
Lily first met him when she was in middle school, second of February, 2009.It was the start of a new semester and surprisingly, she'd gotten punished, placed on cleaning duty for a week for coming late to school.She was in the process of mumbling curses under her breath towards Thomas who'd purposely let her sleep in, and carrying a mopping bucket that looked far too big for her small frame, when she heard it, voices coming from the storage room, followed by a bang, that startled her. Curiosity got the better of her. She checked and that's when she saw it, a group of rude kids gathered around the new transfer student who looked bored of whatever game they were playing with him.With a simple glance, it was clear that they were bullying him. Their reason? Because he came from a wealthy family and had the type of face that stole people's girlfriends.Lily understood, she would have sympathized with them had she been in their shoes.But she wasn't and no matter what childish emotion t