Lily's POVThe sudden shock that came with the news sent me gripping the support iron bars around the bed."What?!" I whispered in disbelief.My heart raced like it was in hot pursuit, adrenaline coursing through my veins in wave after wave. My eyes were fixated on the doctor as he continued to read off the test results, but my thoughts were far, far away from this room.Almost convulsively, my hand jumped to my tummy, and I gripped it for dear life, as the impact of the news came crashing down on me.I cannot carry a child to term..."Miss Collins!" A voice called urgency, and I snapped back to reality.A soft gasp came out of my lips, as I zoned in and looked around. Doctor Turner, as well as his nurses, were staring at me expectantly."I—yes?""Did you hear everything we've been talking to you about?" One of the nurses asked."Um....yes. Yes, I did. You said I couldn't ever give birth. What else is there to hear?”"Right," Doctor Turner eyed me warily, as though he didn't believe a
Lily's POV.I froze on the spot as both men engaged in a silent battle of stares. For a moment, it felt as though I was nothing but a stranger in their world. For the first time since I'd been with Mr Blackwood, he was paying no attention to me.My eyes skimmed over the physique of this Ricardo man. He was tall, taller than even Mr Blackwood, if that was possible. He had on a suit—heck, all mafia lords wore suits. What I thought was him being bald was merely a buzzcut, scraped so low to his scalp. He had cryptic tattoos snaking up the back of his neck, and what I could see of his hands were covered in inky tattoos as well.Nice, I thought. Very mafia-like.What a sight I must have looked to every passerby, kneeling on the floor in prayer posture, my vision swimming dangerously.Then Mr Blackwood pulled his gaze from Ricardo's, and the staring spell was broken.He turned to me, towering above me like a marble statue. "Are you hurt?" He asked."I...." Why had I suddenly lost my voice? "I
Aiden's POVI watched Lily Collins walk away from me, her hands gripping the whitewashed walls of the hospital as she hobbled away. It was clear that the effects of the morphine hadn't worn off completely, and she was still weak.The sight of her, so fragile and yet holding her head up, stirred a host of unnameable emotions within me.I turned to the guards who were gathered around me. "Follow her closely," I ordered. "Ricardo could still be in the vicinity.""Yes, boss." They all replied in unison, then turned and followed Lily.Quietly, I tagged behind the guards, keeping my eyes on her every single step of the way. The stunt that Ricardo had pulled played over and over again in my head. I gritted my teeth almost convulsively, as the sheer memory of how he'd held her to his side stirred my anger again. I had felt utterly powerless at that moment, as immobile and as useless as a piece of wood carving.And that was because I'd remembered the business that Ricardo and I had together.
Aiden's POVI followed Lily out of the car, trailing her with my hands in my pocket. The sight of her storming into the house, all stiff and stoic, put an amused smile on my face.Finally, we got into the house, and she immediately made a beeline for the staircase. "Where are you going?" I called out.She turned to face me, arms folded. "To my bedroom.""I think you mean, my bedroom?" I slowly walked towards her, my hands still buried in my pockets. She licked her lips, and a lurch of desire happened in my groin. "You're about to give me some crap about owning this house and everything in it, aren't you?" "It is technically my bedroom though." God, how I enjoyed teasing this tough woman."It's not if you don't sleep in it." She grumbled. I could sense the subtlety beneath her voice, the need to pursue a totally different topic. I could also sense the question behind her words, aching to be asked.Why did I leave her in the room after sex, not once, but twice? Why did I refuse to sl
Aiden's POVI pulled back—with a little bit of effort. "Strip," I commanded.This time, she asked no questions. Pulling the dress over her head, all that was left between us was her bra and my clothes.I jerked my head towards the bed. "Go there, and lie down. Do not move."Lily didn't need to be told twice. She moved to the bed and lay on the soft surface placidly, looking up at me. I stood, staring at this goddess of a woman that lay before me, ready for my taking.I slowly began unbuttoning my shirt, all the while smiling languidly at her. She knew I was teasing her. You can't resist me, her eyes seemed to be saying, but I didn't care. I could tease her all I wanted. I only wanted my body on hers, wanted to fill her up with my member, and that was all I cared about.That was what I tried to assure me that I cared about, but as she lay there, it ignited other unfamiliar feelings deep within me. Was this mere attraction, or something entirely different?I tugged my shirt off my well-
CHAPTER NINETEENAiden's POVWhen I woke the next morning, I was surprised to find myself in the plush, leather chair in my study.With a start, I sat up and looked around, running my fingers through my hair. It took me a moment to realize I'd slept off while working.My eyes glazed over the pile of files on my table. I saw the bills that needed to be paid, the receipts from transactions, and all the rest of the useless debris that made up each of my days as the leader of a mafia gang.I smiled bitterly. Lily was right, after all. When I wasn't fucking her, I somehow found my way into this study and worked myself to sleep. I hadn't even been to my bedroom, or anywhere else in this house in ages.I rearranged the sheaf of papers, then stood from my desk. I glanced down, noting my wrinkled dress trousers, and the blue shirt that I'd worn to the hospital, unbuttoned all the way down. My tie was loose, hanging off my neck, and I was barefoot."What a mess!" I muttered to myself. I padded
Aiden's POVMy heart lurched at the sound of those numbers. Nine hundred thousand dollars was a lot of money!I sighed, rubbing my eyes with the heel of my hands. "And what can we do to prevent this?""We're on our own, boss," Joe replied, his face grim now. "We have to figure out how to clear those goods before we lose any more money."A moment of silence passed before Joe continued. "You shouldn't have angered Ricardo, boss. Not even for her—"I buried my face deep into my hands. "I'm so surprised that I don't even care about the repercussions. I did what felt right at that moment, and I won't ever change that for the world."Joe eyed me suspiciously. "What was that you said about not caring about Lily Collins again...?"A third knock came at the door, and I glanced at it. Joe turned his head to look as well, and he muttered. "Who could it be? Are you expecting anyone? Or perhaps, it's Cook again."I shook my head in confusion. "Come in!" I called out.The door opened slowly and wit
Lily's POVMr Blackwood's eyes bored into mine as he spoke, and my heart spiraled into my throat. His blue eyes, like glaciers set into his head, darkened as he breathed into my face.I felt trapped. Trapped in the cage that was his eyes. With his arms curved around me, I felt like I was a deer, caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle. Only this time, the headlights were his eyes. My bones felt like useless pieces of wood, and my skin felt as though they were nothing but molten lava. A small part of my head screamed to push forward and take his luscious lips in mine, but I held myself back.Mr Blackwood didn't like to be touched first, I repeated over and over in my head. It was absurd, the number of times I had to remind myself of that.With a small grunt, Aiden Blackwood pushed away from the door, his biceps tightening as he did so. He did not meet my eyes as he spoke again."Go. Wear whatever you like to go and see your brother. But never, ever enter my bedroom again." He