Lila My Brilliant Friend นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"We'll finish this properly tonight when she's asleep." Lila nodded, legs still shaky as she pulled her shorts back up. Cum was dripping down her thighs again. She grabbed a paper towel, cleaning herself as best she could while Marcus fixed his clothes, looking perfectly composed like nothing had happened. Elena’s voice came again, closer this time. "Is everything okay there? You two are being awfully quiet." Marcus glanced at Lila, a dangerous little smirk on his lips. He leaned in one last time, whispering, "Be good for the rest of the day, princess. Save those moans for Daddy later."

“What’s wrong?” She lifts her head, her big brown eyes red-rimmed and filled with tears. “My friends… they won’t play with me,” she mumbles, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. “They said I’m an omega and I’m weak.” I frown, brushing hair strands from her face. “That’s not true. What’s your name?” “Lila,” she says, her voice small. “I’m six.” “Six, huh? That’s a great age.” I grin, trying to coax a smile from her. “I’m Tessa. How about you and I play something? Show those friends of yours you don’t need them to have fun.”

Chapter 6: The Breaking Point The Meridian deal gala was the perfect storm. Crystal chandeliers glittered above hundreds of Chicago’s elite. Lila wore a stunning emerald green gown that clung to every curve, with a slit high enough to turn heads. Ryan was in his element—networking, shaking hands, playing the devoted husband. But Lila had her own agenda. She had been exchanging subtle messages with **Victor Lang**, Ryan’s most important business partner on the Meridian project. Victor was in his late 30s—charismatic, powerful, and clearly attracted to her. Tonight, she intended to use that.

I tell Santino, “I’ll be right back.” I place a quick, light peck on his lips and grabbed my phone before walking down the stairs with the waiter leading me. At the edge of the stairs, Lila is waiting. Lila. My best friend for years. The friend who slept with my father. Lila is dressed in a long, shimmering silver gown. The fabric looks cheap, like plastic wrapping, but she is wearing it to try and look expensive. Gold jewelry is draped on her neck. Too many chains. Too chunky.

Her smile widened, and she let her gaze sweep across the gathered maids like a predator circling prey. “Well,” she said softly, though her voice carried. “I already know who I want.” She moved slowly, savoring the moment, watching the way we tensed under her gaze. Then, like a queen bestowing favors, she lifted her hand. “Lila.” My friend stiffened beside me. Her eyes darted to mine, wide with fear. She took a trembling step forward. “Dahlia.” A tall girl near the back bowed quickly and hurried to stand at Crystal’s side.

The world blurred fast. I tried to fight, but it was useless. When I woke up, I was in a dimly lit room, tied to a chair, head pounding. The door opened. Lila walked in. I stared at her, fury exploding in my chest. “You missed my engagement party!” I shouted. “My big day! I wanted you there, Lila. I needed my best friend standing next to me, celebrating with me, and you weren’t. Do you have any idea how that felt?”

said Celeste as her hand slipped from mine, embracing the girl. I just stood there. Feeling like someone else. “Summer, this is Lila. She’s a member of The Fells. Lila, this is my friend and roommate, Summer.” Lila’s eyebrows pinched. “Ohhh. She's gorgeous.” She gave me a once-over. “Dress is… brave.” “Thanks,” I said, unsure if that was a compliment or an insult. “She means tiny, but in a confident way,” another girl purred, appearing at Lila’s shoulder. She stood next to her, grinning.

I locked eyes with Lilian, my gaze filled with fierce resolve. Without hesitation, I pounced, launching myself at her with all the ferocity I could muster. My razor-sharp claws extended, and I raked them across her face, leaving deep scratches in their wake. The scent of blood filled the air, mingling with the charged energy of our confrontation. But Lilian was not one to be underestimated. In response to my attack, she chanted a spell, and suddenly, my head began to spin. The world around me blurred, and I felt myself losing control. The room spun, and I collapsed to the ground, disoriented and vulnerable.

he replied quietly. "Let them show their appreciation." Before I could react, Lila's voice broke through the clamor. "Make way," she said. "I have something to say to our Luna." The throng parted to see Lila standing in the center, clutching something in her withered hands. As I approached, I noticed it was a tiny, beautiful box. "Luna Lyra," Lila said, her voice carrying over the clearing. "You overcame a significant hurdle and emerged triumphant. You demonstrated not just competence and knowledge, but also bravery and compassion.

"Hi, Del. Where are you from? I've been looking for you since yesterday. Why did you disappear, huh?" Delmar was silent and just looked at Brisa with a sad look. For eighteen years of friendship, Brisa can read if now Delmar is not in good condition. Even though his best friend didn't say anything. "Wait a moment." Brisa stopped the person who was decorating her nails. Nails that have been colored silver and will now be decorated with small white gems.