Novel & Cerita Zari X Lily

Maria let out a sigh and used the back of a soapy hand to remove a stray hair from her forehead. “This is a job for ten not three,” Maria complained bitterly. “Tell that to Mrs. Julieta,” Lily answered in a low murmur. Among the maids, Lily was the youngest and most shy. She seemed to be constantly watching what she said. As though she were worried that the house might be listening. There was nothing from Zara. She was folding a big bulky bedsheet with concentration. She moved with efficiency and practice. Her thoughts were already focused on the next assignment: polishing the dining table before dinner.

Lily's POV I was wearing a simple white dress while entering the Harrison mansion. The place is crowded and everyone is turning their head in my direction as I walk along the pavement. This Rogue's parents' wedding anniversary party. Of course, me and my mom are invited. But mom is sick. I went straight to the pool area and found the couple talking to some honorable business tycoons. I was carrying a paper bag in my hand. Inside lies my gift for them. "Lily!"

"Open your bun" Lily took off the clutcher that held her hair together, making them fall down, her silky hair covered her bare shoulders which made her relieved. Zared looked at her hazel eyeswhich won't meet his blue ones at any cost. He agreed with himself that Lily was the prettiest girl he had ever witnessed, even prettier than Riley, but he never care about looks, for they can betray.

“Moreover, I did what you asked me to do! I don’t know why it didn’t work as you planned, but I’m happy that it didn’t. Don’t use my brother for bait anymore just to accomplish your aim.” “Well, I don’t care about you, and I don’t care about your worthless addict brother. But do you want to know what I do with people who are useless to me?” Lily rants. “I kill them,” she concludes. “Killing me won’t help you get what you want. Can’t you see that?” cries Zarla.

--- GREYTECH Private Bunker – Lily’s War Room The underground chamber buzzed with power, alive with arcane symbols and the sharp scent of charged magic. Holographic maps hovered above the obsidian table, their surfaces flickering with blue-white projections of Vincent’s stronghold. Lily stood at the head like a commander carved from moonlight and fire. Her hair was braided tightly down her back, every strand in place. Her fitted combat suit bore the insignia of her network—a silver branch arching over twin moons. It represented unity and duality. Strength and sacrifice. Herself and Lucas.

Lydia gossipped. Lily walked out of the bathroom pretending she didn't hear all that they had said, she picked up her phone and laptop and got comfortable on the bed ready to start learning. As she turned on her phone she realised she had a call and a message from someone named Zach. "Who is he?" {That's the original body owner's boyfriend. They started dating during their freshman year and he has remained at the top of his class due to his beauty and the fact that he always models your work during competitions.}

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

I hold my own against his foot. "Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to sit on the highest branch I can climb to, and you can enjoy the comfortable middle section of the tree. Deal?" I ask. I hold my hand out to shake his. He gets his foot off my arms and helps me up the tree. "Deal. Get climbing. And I don't want to talk to you. I'm sitting here until school ends," he barks. "Well, I'm going back at lunch. So, I won't be here long. My name's Lily."

The office was mostly quiet so I could hear them laugh in there, doing whatever women do in a ladies room. A short time before six Lilly left the room and left a large bag by her desk. She was wearing a gorgeous dress, way too classy for some deli-boy. I could see the red on her lips from the lipstick she wore. Her long blonde hair, which usually is up in a tight hairdo, was loose and fell in soft waves down her back.

It was burning in my imagination. "ladies, that's enough!" Reshma snapped. "I think this conversation is going in the wrong direction. There's no need for us ladies to fight over won battles. Lily, here clearly won Daniel's heart that's why she is his wife and not Shelly." "Definitely not his heart," Shelly laughed, downing the champagne in her hand and giving me a hard look. "Don't be fooled, Lily. He isn't in love with you. He can never be in love with you."