Larry's POV. "What are you doing back home, Larry? I thought you would never be back again," my father, Raven, asked as we sat in the large living room. I wanted to ignore him, but I knew that would hurt my mom."If I'm not welcome, I can always squat with a friend until I find an apartment of my own," I replied, my voice cold and void of emotions."I see no reason for you two to talk about this now," Mother interjected, sensing the high tension between me and her husband. "Larry is back, and we should be happy that he's home. He left in anger, but he's calm now, and that's probably why he's back, so let's end this topic.""He's just been stupid. He left home, disregarding everything about his family and his duty, and now he's back! What do you call that? That's the highest point of irresponsibility, and you need to stop pampering him, let him face the truth. It's because of his stupid behavior that I handed over the mafia to Draco. He's logical and brutal, just what a mafia leader n
Lily's POV. "I'm fine, Mom. Please, you don't have to worry. Everyone is kind to me here," I assured my mom through the phone, trying hard to hold back the tears threatening to gush out."I'm glad you're happy, my love. I'm so sorry for whatever happened to you. Don't worry, your husband will be different from your father. He will love you. You're smart, beautiful, brave, and so innocent. You'll be fine, darling. Take care, I've got to go, love you." I dropped the phone and began to brush my hair, rolling my eyes at her words because I knew Draco was going to be worse than my dad.My dad loved my mom, according to her, from the beginning, and they had some good times. But this one had made it clear that he would never love me. I'm just some useful object he would discard as soon as he's done using me.I don't mind anymore. I'm tired of crying. It's been two days in this house, and I've never felt so lonely. I'm mostly in my room, reading books online. The family is gone, and the two
Lily's POV. "This is gonna be fun, really really fun, darling," she purred, her fingers deftly unbuttoning Draco's shirt and pushing it off his broad shoulders. Her hands roamed his broad chest, tracing the lines of his muscles, and she kissed him deeply, hungrily and savagely... Good Lord! I'm watching live pornography! I watched, my breath catching in my throat. The sight of their touches was both mesmerizing and terrifying. I could feel the heat between my legs growing all of a sudden, an insistent throb that demanded attention and I bit back several cusses that wanted to erupt from my mouth. I wanted to stand up and run away from this torture but I knew better than to move. Draco had made it clear that I was to watch, and nothing more... He's my Lord and defying him would do me no good, he can choose to kill me and nothing would be done about it... I'm just a girl after all. Draco's hands moved over the blonde's boobs, pinching, caressing and teasing until she was gasping and
Lily's POV. Tears stung my eyes as I moved around the kitchen, trying to figure out what to make for my stupid fiancé. My body seemed to have developed a mind of its own because no matter how hard I tried to curb my desire, nothing seemed to be working. A little bit of masturbation would have eased me up, but I'm following orders. I wanted to defy him, to say "fvck him and whatever he wants to do," but I was dead scared of the repercussions.Letting out a frustrated groan, I dropped onto the stool closest to me. I've wanted to revolt all my life, but no matter how hard I tried, I never got the courage. The fear of what would happen never allowed me to act. My mother was there, and I didn't want to do anything that would hurt her because we only had each other."Ma'am." A voice called, and I flinched, my heartbeat accelerating all of a sudden. But when I turned and saw it was Agnes, I sighed, trying to calm down."Agnes, you... you startled me." I mumbled, trying to regain control ove
Lily's POV. "She's a pretty one, you're one lucky man, Draco." One of the family members complimented as we sat around the huge dining table to eat. Agnes hadn't exaggerated when she told me the family was a big one; a lot of people turned up for dinner, and according to what I was hearing, this wasn't even all of them. My Mafia family was large too, but the Raven's Mafia family was enormous, and I felt so alone. I could see judgmental eyes from every corner, and having to sit between Larry and Draco was intimidating and very uncomfortable."Yeah, dude's lucky. He got the girl and her Mafia. I wanna be lucky like him," another member chipped in, and I began to wish for the hellish dinner to end."Yeah, I'm one lucky man." Draco laughed and pulled me close for a brief kiss that made my cheeks burn. He's only acting lovely in front of his family but he's a real devil when no one is looking. Why can't they just keep quiet, finish their dinner, and get the fuck out?!"Larry, it's good
Lily's POV My eyes fluttered open, and I bit back a curse as a stinging headache hit me. "Fuck!""Mistress, are you alright?" a voice asked. I turned with the speed of lightning despite the pain throbbing in my head."I... I'm sorry, ma'am, I didn't mean to startle you," an older woman apologized as I struggled to regain my composure."What... What are you doing here?" I asked, wanting to move, but she suddenly held my arm down, which startled me again."What the fuck are you doing?" I asked, not liking her behavior a bit, but she just gave me a smile."There's an IV set in your hand, and any more sudden movement can...""What!" My eyes widened, and I shot my head toward my arm. Her words were true."How... How come, what..." I trailed off as memories of last night flooded my brain. Holy fvck! I had passed out when Draco tried to touch me, the fear of what he was going to do to me, the fear of the unknown, had overwhelmed me, plus the stress of everything… great. I'm in trouble. "O
Lily's POV. "Would you like to invite anyone, mistress?" one of the women in charge of the party preparations asked, and my heart lit up with hope. This would be an opportunity to see my mother again."Well, I'll...""She's not inviting anyone," a rude feminine voice interrupted. A deep frown graced my face because I knew who was talking."Bella, I am sorry, but I didn't ask for your opinion," I said, trying to keep my voice as neutral as possible. Bella had made things unbearable for me, and I didn't know why she hated me so much, but I didn't give a damn anymore. She might be Draco's younger sister, but she was frustrating me and that's what I would not tolerate. Ever since I saw her in the morning, she had been causing me nothing but trouble and discomfort. She was really an annoying, spoiled brat."She's not inviting anyone. That's my brother's order," she stated firmly. The other woman just bowed and left."I don't think Draco would forbid me from inviting anyone. You're just ly
Lily's POV. "Let me go!" I struggled with Larry who was still holding me tight; his hold was so tight that it was almost painful. Such a mad dog. "Shut the fuck up, kitty or I'll knock you out cold." He threatened as he opened a door and pushed me inside. I staggered and tried to regain my footing but I fell on the floor. I looked at him with annoyance, the urge to stand up and beat him to death was high in my being but sadly, I can't... But that doesn't mean I would not try, he can't continue to bully me all the time. "You have a death wish huh?" His voice suddenly fired at me and I scoffed and stood up to face him, my heart thumping hard against my chest."Yeah, I do have a death wish but it's for you, asshole." I scoffed and his expression immediately turned ugly."What did you just call me?" He asked, slowly moving towards me but I stood my ground, looking at his enchanting blue eyes but deep down, my whole being was screaming at me to move away but I was tired of taking shit
Larry’s POVLily…That was the only name in my head as I blinked into consciousness, face pressed to cold, damp concrete. I groaned, slowly rolling onto my back, my muscles screaming in protest as pain cracked through my skull.What the hell happened?Right. The party.The chaos. The screaming. Father’s rage. Mother’s voice. Lily’s face.And then, darkness.I cussed under my breath, sitting up slowly as memories crashed over me. The guards. The fists. The humiliation.And Lily.Her eyes. Her voice. The way she stepped toward me like she actually gave a damn.Why the fuck was her name still in my head?It should’ve been Jessica.It’s always been Jessica.Even after all these years. After she died in that fire. After the betrayal. The silence. The lies. No woman ever got past that wall. No woman even dared.Until now.And that was the problem.Because Lily wasn’t supposed to matter.She was Draco’s.Fiancée. Property. A pawn in our father’s empire.Not mine.And yet...I remembered the
Lily's POVThe morning light poured in through the sheer curtains, soft but unforgiving. My eyes cracked open slowly, the sting of exhaustion dragging across every muscle. My throat felt dry, my lips swollen, and my entire body… ached.Everywhere.My wrists burned from where the belt had been tied too tight. My inner thighs were sore. Hickeys peppered my neck, my collarbone, even places I didn’t want to check. My body wore last night like a map of war...raw, bruised, and aching.I blinked up at the ceiling, trying to remember how I even made it back alive because the last thing I remembered was collapsing onto his mattress, too drained to cry.Slowly, I turned my head.And there he was.Draco.Asleep beside me.Shirtless. Arms wrapped around my waist. One of his legs thrown lazily over mine like he’d anchored me to him in his sleep.I froze.Shit.He was holding me like I was something precious. Like I was his peace. Like he hadn’t ruined me just a few hours ago.His face, in sleep, l
Lily’s POVI barely had time to breathe before his hands were on me.The belt hit the bed with a soft thud, but it might as well have been a whip. He crawled onto the bed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight, eyes locked on mine like a predator about to devour.And I was already his prey."Hands above your head," he ordered.I hesitated, only for a second and that second cost me. He grabbed my wrists, yanked them above my head, and before I could fight, he looped the belt around them and tied it to the iron headboard. My back arched instinctively, my towel now fully gone, and the chill in the air kissed my bare skin."You don’t get to disobey me anymore."His voice was low, dangerous, thick with restraint and drunkenness. "Tonight, you’ll learn the difference between being my fiancée... and being my possession."He reached into the drawer beside the bed, pulling out a silk scarf and a thin riding crop.I went cold."Draco..."“Silence.”The scarf came next, wrapping tight over my
Lily’s POV“Discipline your fiancée, Draco. Don’t make me regret ever making you my heir. She’s your property, and the earlier you keep her under control, the better for the family. Her behavior at the party was not okay.”Mr. Raven’s voice was sharp, heavy, and final. Each word slammed into me and though he wasn’t yelling, the quiet rage behind his tone was worse. So much worse.I stood hidden behind the curtain upstairs, heart thudding in my chest, staring out the narrow crack of the window. The garden below was nearly empty now. The party, or what was left of it, had ended in awkward silence. The once-lively garden was scattered with shattered glasses, ruined flowers, and the ghost of everything that had gone wrong tonight.Draco stood by the family convoy, nodding stiffly as his father gave him the last of the night’s public humiliation. He didn’t say anything back. Not in front of the elders. Not yet.But I knew better.That stillness was a mask.He was simmering.And I… I was th
Lily's POV"You look stunning, ma'am," Agnes said, her soft voice tinged with admiration as she stepped back to examine the final touches of my look.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, lips parted slightly.The black gown clung to me like it had been poured onto my skin, satin, backless, sleeveless, and slit dangerously high up my thigh. Bold. Dramatic. A statement piece made for a mafia bride-to-be. My hair was styled in loose, glossy waves that framed my face. My lips painted blood-red, eyes dark with shadow. I didn’t look like me.I looked like someone else's fantasy."It's what your fiancé requested," Agnes added, as if sensing my discomfort. “He wanted it personally approved by the designer.”Of course he did.Draco always wanted to show me off like a trophy.“Master Draco is really lucky to have you, miss,” she beamed, helping me with the diamond necklace, probably worth more than my soul at this point.I gave her a faint smile, not trusting my voice.Because while she was
Lily’s POV“Damn, this place is hot. And you… you look beautiful.”Draco’s voice was smooth like whiskey, burning down my spine as he pulled me against him. I didn’t dare resist. Something in his tone made it clear...resisting would only make things worse.His arm draped lazily around my shoulders, but the grip was possessive. Like I was already his.“How about a thank you for the shopping?” he said, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “You should learn how to appreciate your fiancé.”My stomach twisted.He said it so casually. So confidently and he reminded me of Larry. I looked up at him, and the resemblance was devastating. That same wicked smirk. That same sharp jawline. The same eyes that could burn through every wall I built.He was Larry’s mirror.“How… how do I thank you?” I murmured, heart pounding. “I don’t have money or...”“Shhhh.”He cut me off with a finger on my lips.“I don’t need money,” he whispered, his voice lowering into something far more sinful. “I need yo
Lily’s POV"Shop... shopping?" I repeated, blinking at Draco like he’d just announced we were going on a romantic cruise to hell.He nodded with a grin that could melt ice or more accurately, scorch skin. “Yep. It’s my birthday party tomorrow, and you need to look good for me.”He actually cackled. A full, villain-in-a-B-grade-movie cackle. My jaw practically dislocated from how hard I clenched it.Great.Just great.Tomorrow was his birthday.Which also meant... It was Larry’s birthday too.Oh, the universe really was a comedian.And now I was supposed to play the perfect fiancée at Draco’s big mafia bash while pretending I wasn’t limping from last night’s mistake with his twin brother?This was peak madness.“Wait,” I muttered, still catching up. “So that’s why you came to school and picked me up like some celebrity boyfriend?”Draco smirked like I’d just complimented him. “Of course. My girl deserves special treatment once in a while.”I laughed under my breath. Not with him. At hi
Lily's POV"Gone?" I asked in awe, blinking like I hadn’t just heard Sasha say something completely impossible.She nodded enthusiastically, her curly ponytail bouncing like it had a mind of its own. “Gone. Like... poof. Vanished. Expelled. Escorted out by two scary men in black suits and a car with no license plate.”My jaw dropped. “Daniel?”“Your fiancé’s work probably,” she added with a sly smile, lowering her voice like we were in some undercover spy film. “Maybe someone told him Daniel was giving you trouble, and bam, he had him removed. From the school. And possibly the state.”Her excitement was palpable. She was basically vibrating.But me?I wasn’t so sure.Draco wouldn’t do something like that.Scratch that Draco wouldn’t do anything for me unless it protected his image, his pride, or that damn inheritance my name carried like a leash around my neck.I crossed my arms and leaned back against the lockers, offering Sasha a tight smile. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe Draco grew a
Lily’s POV“Fuck…” I mumbled, trying hard to move.Every muscle in my body ached like I’d gone twelve rounds with a wild animal and lost. My limbs felt like jelly, my back was sore, and I was pretty sure I wasn’t walking straight for the next decade.I blinked at the morning light filtering through the curtains, groaning as I turned to check the time.Too early.And yet… already late.School. Lessons. Life.I had to get up.Had to.I forced myself to sit upright, wincing as the bedsheets brushed against my skin. My robe was somewhere on the floor, my dignity along with it, and the chaos of last night still clung to the air like humidity. The worst part?I didn’t hate it.I hated that I didn’t hate it.Before I could wrestle with that thought any longer, the door creaked open.My head snapped up.Larry stepped in.Fully dressed this time. Black tee, grey joggers, barefoot...but balanced. Collected. Dangerous in that infuriatingly calm way he had when he was in control of everything.Bu