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“But don’t expect me to just sit here and wait for bad news.” Lily continued. Aaron exhaled, stepping closer to her one last time. His hand lingered near her cheek, as if he wanted to touch her but held himself back. “Lily,” he said softly, “you have to believe in me. I’ll come back. I always do.” Lily, caught between disappointment and confusion, watched as Aaron exited the study without another word. Damian’s presence, stiff and formal as always, only added to the awkwardness of the moment. “Ms. Lily,” Damian said, his tone polite but distant, “perhaps you should rest for now.” But rest was the last thing on Lily’s mind. She sat down in the study chair, staring at the door Aaron had walked through, wondering if she’d ever fully understand the man who seemed determined to shield her from everything-including himself. In the car, Aaron’s face hardened as they approached the outskirts of the city. He glanced at his phone, which still displayed the coordinates from the tra

“You should be resting,” Aaron said, his tone soft but firm.“And you should be cleaning yourself up,” she countered, stepping into the room and shutting the door behind her. “Sit down.”Aaron hesitated but eventually sighed and sat on the edge of his bed. Lily moved closer, her eyes scanning his injuries with a mix of concern and frustration.“Take off your shirt,” she said, her voice steady.Aaron raised an eyebrow, the corner of his busted lip tugging upward despite the pain. “Bold of you, Ms. Lily.” It reminded Lily of the old Aaron, the one he used to be before all this.But she rolled her eyes, setting the first aid kit down on the nightstand. “Don’t flatter yourself, Mr. Knight. I’m trying to help.”With a small smirk, Aaron unbuttoned his blood-stained shirt, shrugging it off to reveal a collection of bruises across his chest and abdomen. Lily inhaled sharply, her hands trembling slightly as she reached for the antiseptic.“This is worse than I thought,” she murmured, pouring

Aaron’s hand slid up her back, tangling in her hair as he tilted her head to deepen the angle. His other hand stayed firm on her waist, anchoring her as if he feared she might disappear. When he finally pulled back, both of them were breathing heavily, their faces mere inches apart. His silver eyes burned with intensity as they locked onto hers, his hand still tangled in her hair. “Don’t test me like that again, Lily,” he murmured, his voice rough and edged with warning.Lily’s heart thundered in her chest, and for once, she couldn’t find the words to respond. She just stared at him, her cheeks flushed, her lips tingling from the force of his kiss. Aaron released her slowly, as if it took every ounce of restraint to let her go. He stepped back, running a hand through his hair, his jaw still tight. “I’ll be in my study,” he muttered, his voice softer now but still laced with an undercurrent of tension. "Let me know if you need anything."Without waiting for her response, he turned

Lily nearly choked, coughing as she set her sandwich down. “He’s just...a family friend. I told you.”Maya raised a skeptical brow. “Right. Family friend who looks at you like you’re the only person in the room? Sure.”Lily groaned, burying her face in her hands. “It’s not like that.”“Whatever you say,” Maya teased, nudging her playfully.Later during the break, Aaron joined Lily in the courtyard. He had skipped one of his classes to take a call, but his focus was now entirely on her.“You’re handling this well,” he commented, handing her a bottle of water.“Handling what?”“The stares. The whispers. The attention.”Lily shrugged, though the weight of it was something she couldn’t deny. “I’ve learned to ignore it. Besides, I think most of the attention is because of you.”Aaron smirked, his confidence infuriatingly intact. “Can you blame them?”Before she could respond, a familiar voice called out. “Lily!”She turned to see one of her friends approaching, a wide grin on her face. "I

Aaron tilted his head slightly, his lips brushing her temple in a featherlight touch that made her heart stutter. “Tell me to stop, and I will.” She swallowed hard, the words forming but never leaving her mouth. Did she want him to stop? Did she even know what she wanted anymore? When she didn’t answer, Aaron took it as permission, his lips ghosting down to her cheek, then to her jawline. Each touch sent shivers coursing through her, a warmth pooling in the pit of her stomach that she couldn’t ignore. Lily’s hands rested against his chest, her fingers curling slightly into his shirt as if to steady herself. The tension was suffocating, but in the most exhilarating way. “Aaron,” she finally managed to say, her voice barely audible. “Hmm?” His mouth lingered near the corner of her lips, tantalizingly close yet not quite there. “I don’t know what we’re doing,” she admitted, her honesty cutting through the haze between them. Aaron paused, pulling back just enough to meet her