Criminal Minds Lila Novels & Stories

Eh began to scream again, her words vitriolic and thrown at Alisha, “That’s not true! I only did what was necessary! You don’t belong in here and never did! You stole Derek from me! Did you think I’d stand by and let that happen?! You think my Dad wouldn’t have found out your true origins?! Huh?! So what if we sent a few letters?!” “It’s true then,” I said. Her slip ups had been interesting to hear. “N-no, no what I meant to say was…” she stammered, her face turning red as she saw Alisha grin wider. “Guard, take her to the cells,” i ordered at once. “For charges of treason.” “What?! No!” Lila’s outrage was clear as she yelled at me.

I zipped the bag open, shoving my fist in and rummaging through all the notes, feeling a sense of deja vu knocking me off my feet. "You think being in lucid is life? You think…" I shoved the bag into her chest, "That all of this would heal what he will make you go through!" "Who is he?" she yelled. "You refuse to answer that for years. All you fucking do is project; oh, he's going to do this; who the fuck is he, Lily?" At this point, we had attracted the attention of all the goons, but none of them moved forward; although I felt sick of myself airing my laundry in public, I was too mad to care.

“Lila… she’s been feeding Victor information about the company. She was never truly on their side. She told me everything. The shooting. How you almost left him. How you wanted space. She’s been feeding me every meeting. Every change you two pushed. She’s been inside the company for years. And now she’s even closer she’s dating your dead son, Damien. Full circle. You’re all fools.” Damien’s hand was on Kai’s shoulder, but his eyes were hard. “I’m not signing anything. Not ever.” Victor laughed. “You already lost. Lila’s been feeding Victor information about the company. She was never truly on their side.” The accomplice coughed. “She’s been laughing behind your back the whole time. She told

Up there, Adrian was still asleep, his massive arm still thrown across the empty space where she had been lying, his body completely exhausted from the sheer, violent unloading of their relief. Lila hadn't told him she was leaving. If she had, he would have insisted on going with her or more still sending securities to detail her. Adrian would never understand why she needed to see the woman who had tried to destroy them. To Adrian, an enemy was a variable to be permanently deleted from the ledger. But to Lila, Linda wasn't just a corporate saboteur. She was a ghost from her own childhood table. The heavy iron door groaned open, and a burly marshal stepped aside, letting Lila into the narrow

That bastard’s name kept surfacing like a stain I couldn’t scrub away. Before I could speak again, the door creaked open. Lila stepped into the room, her heels clicking against the marble floor. Hair pulled into a ponytail, blazer on, her badge gleaming. A detective’s uniform. “Jaxon,” she greeted calmly, almost too calmly, “I heard about Elvira and the others. I want to help.” Okay now, who the hell invited Lila into this case?

“Good. Because this time, we don’t just ruin him. We bury him… and that little pregnant whore he’s so obsessed with.” Outside, the Miami heat pressed heavy and unforgiving. But in the mansion, wrapped in Lucian’s obsessive arms, Lila slept peacefully for the first time in weeks unaware that the shadows were already regrouping, hungrier than ever.

“Look up.” Lila’s head snapped up. “I installed cameras the first day I arrived,” I said, straightening my clothes, forcing calm into my shaking voice. “You walked into this trap yourself, Lila. I had installed them for precaution, but I guessed you just never planned to fail me.” The door burst open. Lucien rushed in—behind him, the police. “Lila Dusk, you are under arrest for attempted murder.” They advanced, but Lila moved faster. Her hand darted into her pocket, pulling a small knife. She pressed it to her throat, her laugh high and sharp.

“I liked it. When they made me say those things… when they forced me to look into the camera while they destroyed me… I came harder than I ever have with our own men.” She turned her head, eyes filled with shame and fear. “What if I’m broken, Mother? What if I want them to release everything? What if I want thousands of strangers to watch me get used like that every day?” Lila’s expression darkened with understanding. She had lived through similar demons decades ago. “That is the real war now,” Lila said. “Not just who fucks you harder — but who owns your mind when the cameras are rolling.” Later that afternoon, the two families met for the final verdict.

“I don’t know. I lost a lot of my memories.” I nodded and tried to assess the situation. I noticed that Lila’s words were inconsistent. She seemed to be under a lot of stress and probably had a lot of trauma to work through. The poor girl seemed like she’d been through a lot. I could empathize with her strongly. “Can you demonstrate your abilities to me?” I wondered. Lila grew serious and shook her head. “I can’t read your mind, Cassandra. You’re the only one I’ve never been able to read. That’s also why I decided to tell you about my abilities. I believe we’re the same.”

she muttered quietly, lowering her head again. Tana, like a curious cat, moved closer and nudged Lyla with her elbow. “You should pick a nickname too, something fierce. That way, no one will mess with you when you get inside.” “I’m not going to jail,” Lyla replied uneasily, shifting in her seat. “I was framed.” “Framed?” Tana’s eyes lit up with interest again, as if she’d just been told a juicy secret. “Framed for murder? Damn, who’d you piss off?”