Delilah Green Doesn't Care Novels & Stories

Delilah’s POV I sat cross-legged on the edge of the large bed, a golden tray before me holding pancakes, strawberries, syrup, and tea. My curls were soft against my shoulders, my nails clean, and I’d just had a warm bubble bath that made me feel like a woman again, not a prisoner of the Westons, not a pawn in their war. It almost felt fake. I took a sip of the tea when my phone buzzed..it was Naomi. My chest pulled tight. For a second, I thought of not picking up, right now.But this was Naomi—my chaotic, ride-or-die, drama-loaded sister from another life.

It was way too important for her to be worth losing my focus for. "But you know, I just can't help my feelings, Clarissa. I've loved Carlin since way back, you can’t expect me to peacefully let him be taken away from me." Delilah says, twirling her hair. When she notices I don’t pay her any mind, she comes to stand directly in front of me, her face just a few inches away from mine. I can feel her hot breath collect on my face and I recoil in disgust. “Oh, what do you want now? Would you like to admit treason that you were the cause of the alpha’s death”, I ask, doing my best to keep the movement of my arms steady.

“You look terrific, son.” I smiled. “Thanks, Mom. You have to say that.” She shrugged and looked back at the kids. “Doesn’t mean it’s not true,” she said. For a few minutes, we just stood there, watching the kids run and play, squealing in delight and laughing. I heard the door opening and turned, my mouth dropping open slightly before I pulled it closed, clenching my jaw. Delilah stood there in the floor-length purple gown with a plunging neckline, her hair was partly up but fell in well-placed curls around her face. She blushed under my gaze and I smiled at that, happy I could make her feel that way.

Delilah answered shyly. "Let me show you if you don't mind!" Delilah smiled, and Grey quickly shifted beside Delilah to show her his phone. He teaches Delilah how to play some of the game and lets her do it. It was not a long flight but boring enough if they stayed quiet. Delilah smiled for a moment, quite enthusiastically seeing the matches shown by Grey. Delilah was so concentrated she didn't notice that Grey was watching and was stunned for a moment until Delilah startled him. "May I try it?" Delilah gazed him up with her innocent blue eyes.

"It will be if only we don't play the card well. I'll disguise myself to be your boss's wife, then I'll convince your parents I'll be offering you a new apartment. What do you think?" Delilah was speechless. She made no comment. "Don't worry, we'll talk about this some other time. Come on, they're lots of customers tonight." Delilah took off her cloth, leaving the stripe bra and panties on. She walked majestically to the club, climbing on the stage to dance. She was so flexible that she could move her body, split and make dirty moves on the bar pole. While she was dancing, there were lots of eyes staring at her, but there was this very eyes that wasn't just staring at her, he was studying he

Delilah smiled as she moved to straddle me. “So, are we green for going further?” Delilah asked while absently tracing her fingers along my abs. “Super green.” I smiled. Delilah giggled at my unintentional Fifth Element reference. Just as she positioned herself over my dick, she stopped a look of concern on her face. I arched my eyebrow, unsure why she stopped or looked concerned. “Are you not green?” I asked. “Oh, yes. It’s just that I don’t have condoms.” Delilah explained.

Her eyes narrowed down as she deadpanned, "Don't you dare use that tone with me again. I am not your puppy dog who would start yapping at your command." My eyebrows furrowed down, "What are you even talking about? When did I ever give you an impression like that?" Delilah raised her arms in the air and shrugged, "You know what? I don't even want to have this conversation with you." With that, she turned around but I wasn't done yet. Gripping her elbow, I jerked her around and growled, "No one turns their back when Xander Stoneheart is talking." Instead of quivering under my hard gaze, she bared her teeth at me, "Oh really? Just a couple of days ago the same Xander Stoneheart didn't even want

TESSA "Lilah, let's go. You don't want to do anything rash. There are cameras everywhere tonight. Liam will definitely see this." I try to warn her, but it does no good. Ferdinand has been pumping her with drinks all night. She's turned into a vengeful drunk and this version of her gives no fucks about what Liam thinks. Delilah laughs bitterly, rolling her eyes, "Okay mom. Why should I care what Liam thinks? When has Liam cared about what I may think? Hmmm? I mean, he got another girl pregnant for crying out loud."

Natalia asked “ that is your freaking fucking business “ Delilah spat as she raised the hood to her head and left her room through the window. And bitchy Delilah is back. Natalia thought. She suspected that Delilah’s new character was not real. Natalia sat on the bed and hot tears ran down her face. how in the world was she going to convince the Alpha Klaus that Delilah was around without been around.

“And when you fall, I’ll be there to take everything you’ve ever cared about.” The door creaked open, and Delilah stepped inside, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She surveyed Damian with a raised brow, her red lips curling into a smirk. “Plotting world domination again?” Damian turned to her, his expression cold but amused. “Something like that. What do you want, Delilah?” She shrugged, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “I thought you might want to know—I have a little information. Something about Emma.”