Lillian's POVHis words echoed in my head like a broken record.I felt insulted.No one had ever turned me down before.It was the first time someone had rejected me.I was used to getting what I wanted, but when Marcus came into the picture, he became a constant reminder that I couldn't have it all.As we arrived at the White House, I stepped out of his car, prepared to walk towards the front door, but he pulled me towards the back of the house."Someone might see you if we use the front door," he said, guiding me towards the backdoor that led to the kitchen.As soon as we stepped inside, Martha appeared, her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at us."Why are you late?" she asked sternly, then turned her gaze to Marcus, who stood behind me."I'm sorry, Martha. A friend invited me to a party, so I decided to bring Lillian," he said, causing my eyebrows to furrow.He was giving a different reason, probably to cover for me, but I wouldn't let him take the blame."No. I insisted on coming w

Lillian's POVIt was late when we arrived home.Finding a sponsor for the charity auction isn't easy but thankfully Victoria is good at talking so she successfully convinced those elites to sponsor the event.I headed towards the kitchen to get some water and there I saw Martha preparing our dinner. She is busy mixing the sauce in the pan.I dipped my hands in the sauce so she slapped my hands."Did you even wash your hands?" she asked but I just laugh at her and stepped out of the kitchen and walked towards my room.I was about to step inside my room when I heard Victoria call my name."Lillian," Victoria said, her voice filled with sincerity.I looked at her, anticipating her next words."Thank you for helping me," she said, gratitude evident in her voice.A genuine smile graced my lips as I nodded."You're welcome, Victoria," I replied.I had to admit, spending time with Victoria today was enjoyable. She was fun to be with."I'll just wash up," I excused myself, heading towards my

Lillian's POVMarcus stormed out of the room, leaving me dumbfounded.After a while, Martha stepped inside and immediately walked towards me.She cupped my face and made me look at her."What happened, Lillian?" she asked, worry evident in her tone."H-He just asked me something," I stammered.I could still feel my heart beating loudly against my chest."Did you have a fight?" she asked.I shook my head and smiled at Martha to assure her that I was okay."He just asked me something," I repeated, refusing to tell her what Marcus had said.Martha looked intently at my face, and I could tell she wanted to know more, but she stopped herself from asking. Instead, she nodded her head."You should sleep, it's already late," she said, so I nodded my head. After that, she stepped out of the room.When I was all alone, I remembered everything Marcus had said.I could also vividly recall how angry he looked at me.His eyes filled with anger and something I couldn't name.Was it my question earli

Lillian's POVAs I felt his hungry kisses and his hand slowly caressing my waist, I knew at that moment that the careful daughter within me had disappeared.All I could think of was his lips on mine and my insatiable craving for him.When Marcus broke off the kiss and looked at me with desire-filled eyes, a smile graced my lips, knowing that I affected him just as he had on me."You should rest, you seem dizzy, right?" he asked.Catching my breath, I looked at him, still unable to get over that kiss.After a while, I slowly calmed myself and nodded."See you tomorrow?" I asked.Marcus smiled at me and nodded."See you tomorrow," he said.I stared at his face for a while, still captivated by that intense moment before I found the strength to walk away.I glanced back at him and saw Marcus watching me intently, his hands tucked inside his pockets.He smiled at me again before I continued walking towards the house.Stepping inside, I bumped into Martha, who looked confused upon seeing me

Lillian's POVMartha took too long so I decided to follow her into the kitchen. As I caught sight of her talking to Marcus, I quickly hid around the corner, eavesdropping on their conversation."Lillian told me everything," Martha revealed."What did she tell you?" I heard Marcus ask.There was a brief silence before Martha responded."I know you don't like this family, Marcus. I can see it in your eyes, how you despise being a part of the Hawthorne family. But please, don't use Lillian for whatever plans you have," Martha pleaded with him.Her words pierced my heart, and the possibility that Marcus was driven by hatred for my family clouded my mind."If you're doing this out of hatred for the Hawthornes, spare Lillian from that hatred because she doesn't deserve to be hurt. Lillian has been through so much. Please, don't hurt her," she continued desperation lacing her voice.Martha had watched me grow up. She had witnessed my yearning for my father's love and attention, but I had ne