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DAVID It was one thing to have a woman in your bed when you woke up to the bright lights pouring out through the window. And it was another to have a Lillie, sleeping right beside me, butt naked and looking like she fell from the skies. She lay on her chest and her hair fanned out against her back, pouring down her skin and covering her cleavage. But she looked nothing short of sexy. Hell, she looked fucking good. Her pale skin looked even paler with a hint of saturated yellow, all thanks to the morning sunrise. My eyes traveled down her slender back, down the dip that curved her hip. My breath hitched when I took in her bare naked buttocks, half covered by the sheets. I was already hard, but seeing her made me even harder. Painfully hard. "Shit." I cursed under my breath and sighed, fighting back a laugh. I was deeply attracted to her. There was no denying it. I wanted her in my bed every time of the day. All I wanted was to wake up to her every morn

DANIEL I sat in my studio, surrounded by half finished canvasses and paint splattered easels. I stared down at my current piece, a vibrant landscape that seemed to lock me with its serenity. My mind was a jumble of thoughts and emotions, all centered around Lillie's return. I couldn't ignore the feeling that she was hiding something. That her innocent look was a faux persona she put up to make everyone believe she was telling the truth. I dipped my brush into a vibrant shade of blue which was going to brush into a sky and thought about my brothers who seemed to have swallowed Lillie's story, hook, line and sinker. Didn't they see the deceit in her eyes? Didn't they hear the insincerity she so tried to conceal in her voice? My frustration intensified with each passing moment, the canvas taking the brunt of it as my brush strokes became more aggressive. I slapped the brush against the canvas just as I got on the edge of a spiral, watching as the paint flew of

Darwin's POV: I hurried down the hall, pushing past servants and guards. David and Daniel were probably out and my study was quite far. The call ended and when I called back, it was unavailable. I paced around the hall, waiting for whoever called to call again, and when they did, I broke into a short run down the hall, bringing the phone to my ear. As soon as I got to the solar, I picked up the call and looked around to make sure there was no one lurking in the shadows. These days, it was almost impossible to tell who was for you and who wasn't. I wasn't ready to take that risk. Not anymore. I wasn't sure we could stand another group of people rising up against us and making things riskier than it already was. My attention was snapped back to the phone once I heard who it was on the phone. "Prince Darwin?" Sarah's distinct voice came, snapping me out of my thoughts. Surprise rippled through me and straightened. "Sarah? Is that you, Sarah? Where the f

Lillie: Silence prevailed for a while as we silently walked down the tarred roads flanked by trees. The air smelled clean and the cool, evening breeze kissed my skin, softly whipping my hair on my face. I wondered why Darwin asked me that question or what exactly he was waiting to hear from me, and I also noticed how weird he'd been acting since he received that call. And although, it was none of my business, I was genuinely curious as to why it had him acting this way. I gave his outfit a good look. Fair. It was enough to keep him hidden from the crowd. It would blend him in, but I wasn't sure the aura he gave off would go unnoticed. He walked like he had everything handed to him on a platter of gold. Like he had seen nothing but better days, which was a contrast to that of the people from the street with shoulders that sagged according to how heavy their burden was or how tired of life they were. They walked like they had no reason to live. I couldn't say the same

Darwin: It was a tumultuous journey to the nearest motel. Lillie and I had to cut corners and even hide under stalls to avoid the rain that kept changing from heavy to light, like it was fashioned against us tonight. Thankfully, we found a motel with a neon sign midtown and rushed into the building, drenched in rain. I wiped the water from my hair, wincing when the taste of hair products seeped into my mouth and ruined my taste buds. Lillie quickly wiped her hair and made her way over to the receptionist's table. I followed behind her, slipping my cap back on and not minding if it was going to get wet and probably smelly later on. Hiding my identity was far more important than anything else right now. The receptionist, a middle aged man, looked up from his monitor. "How may I help you?" "I-we and to book two room for tonight." She replied politely. "There's only one room left." The receptionist replied. Lillie ignored the tone he used in replying her. "Just on