Marcus's POVMy heart pounded loudly in my chest as I looked at Lillian.Taking the opportunity, I held her hand and led her out of the crowd, pulling her along with me.Once we were out of the crowd, we walked back to our table, and I guided her to sit on the couch.She appeared extremely intoxicated, and annoyance washed over me as I watched her.She closed her eyes, leaning back against the couch."Drunk?" Dylan asked, looking at Lillian.I nodded and let out a deep breath."Let's do body shots, guys!" Alice suddenly appeared, holding a cocktail as she walked toward our table."Enough, Alice, you're drunk too," I said firmly, but she just smiled at me and approached Lillian.Taking a seat beside Lillian, she started tapping her face."Hey, babe, let's do body shots," Alice said, attempting to wake Lillian.Lillian groaned, then after a while, she opened her eyes and upon seeing Alice, a wide smile spread across her lips."Alice," Lillian called, wrapping her arms around Alice's wai
Lillian's POVHis words echoed in my head like a broken record.I felt insulted.No one had ever turned me down before.It was the first time someone had rejected me.I was used to getting what I wanted, but when Marcus came into the picture, he became a constant reminder that I couldn't have it all.As we arrived at the White House, I stepped out of his car, prepared to walk towards the front door, but he pulled me towards the back of the house."Someone might see you if we use the front door," he said, guiding me towards the backdoor that led to the kitchen.As soon as we stepped inside, Martha appeared, her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at us."Why are you late?" she asked sternly, then turned her gaze to Marcus, who stood behind me."I'm sorry, Martha. A friend invited me to a party, so I decided to bring Lillian," he said, causing my eyebrows to furrow.He was giving a different reason, probably to cover for me, but I wouldn't let him take the blame."No. I insisted on coming w
Marcus's POVA smile tugged at my lips as I watched Lillian walk away, covering her ears like a child. Once she was out of sight, I turned my attention back to my laptop and resumed typing."You seem happy," my mom's voice broke through, and I quickly erased the smile, meeting her gaze with a straight face."Are you talking to Alice?" she inquired, trying to sneak a peek at my laptop, but I promptly closed it."No, Mom," I replied, but she gave me a mischievous look, a teasing smile playing on her lips.She walked over to me and planted a kiss on my cheek. "I have to go. Have you seen Lillian?" she asked."She's already outside," I informed her, and she nodded before walking away.Once Mom was gone, I opened my laptop again and continued my work. An hour later, just as I was about to leave, Alexander appeared."Vice President Montgomery," I greeted him, extending my hand, which he gladly took."You're too formal, Marcus. Just call me Alexander," he said, and I nodded."Alexander, y
Lillian's POVIt was late when we arrived home.Finding a sponsor for the charity auction isn't easy but thankfully Victoria is good at talking so she successfully convinced those elites to sponsor the event.I headed towards the kitchen to get some water and there I saw Martha preparing our dinner. She is busy mixing the sauce in the pan.I dipped my hands in the sauce so she slapped my hands."Did you even wash your hands?" she asked but I just laugh at her and stepped out of the kitchen and walked towards my room.I was about to step inside my room when I heard Victoria call my name."Lillian," Victoria said, her voice filled with sincerity.I looked at her, anticipating her next words."Thank you for helping me," she said, gratitude evident in her voice.A genuine smile graced my lips as I nodded."You're welcome, Victoria," I replied.I had to admit, spending time with Victoria today was enjoyable. She was fun to be with."I'll just wash up," I excused myself, heading towards my
Marcus's POVI felt a lump in my throat as I gazed at Lillian, who stared back at me with anticipation, waiting for my response.My hands grew cold, and my heart pounded loudly in my chest.As she took a step closer, I instinctively took a step back, afraid to get too close to her, as I no longer had control over myself."What are you doing?" I asked, trying to maintain a facade of indifference.This was the first time I felt intimidated by someone. The first time someone made me so nervous."I'm just asking you a question," she replied casually.I swallowed hard, lowering my head and meeting her gaze directly."I don't like you, Lillian," I mustered the courage to say, my voice trembling slightly.Her expression changed. The confident facade faded, and a small smile appeared on her lips as she nodded."I know," she whispered weakly, confusing me even further."What are you doing, Lillian?" I asked, perplexed by her actions and words.Why was she asking me such a question? Did she li
Lillian's POVMarcus stormed out of the room, leaving me dumbfounded.After a while, Martha stepped inside and immediately walked towards me.She cupped my face and made me look at her."What happened, Lillian?" she asked, worry evident in her tone."H-He just asked me something," I stammered.I could still feel my heart beating loudly against my chest."Did you have a fight?" she asked.I shook my head and smiled at Martha to assure her that I was okay."He just asked me something," I repeated, refusing to tell her what Marcus had said.Martha looked intently at my face, and I could tell she wanted to know more, but she stopped herself from asking. Instead, she nodded her head."You should sleep, it's already late," she said, so I nodded my head. After that, she stepped out of the room.When I was all alone, I remembered everything Marcus had said.I could also vividly recall how angry he looked at me.His eyes filled with anger and something I couldn't name.Was it my question earli
Marcus's POVLillian's eyes fixated on mine as I walked down the aisle.Her hands trembled slightly, but she quickly looked away, directing her attention to the painting displayed in front.All eyes were on her, and I watched as she clutched the microphone tightly, her hand shaking.I took my seat in front of the stage.I glanced at my mother, and she smiled when our gazes met.I simply nodded and then shifted my focus to Lillian and one of her paintings.I studied it intently.The artwork appeared to depict someone's face, but the splash of paint covered the identity. Only the blue eyes remained visible, bearing an uncanny resemblance to mine.Returning my gaze to Lillian, I noticed that she was still trembling.She cleared her throat and, after a moment, smiled at the crowd."That painting wasn't meant to be here..." she began, her nervousness disappeared from her voice."It's a mistake—a mere piece of trash that was mistakenly delivered," she said, glancing at me briefly before tur
Lillian's POVAs I felt his hungry kisses and his hand slowly caressing my waist, I knew at that moment that the careful daughter within me had disappeared.All I could think of was his lips on mine and my insatiable craving for him.When Marcus broke off the kiss and looked at me with desire-filled eyes, a smile graced my lips, knowing that I affected him just as he had on me."You should rest, you seem dizzy, right?" he asked.Catching my breath, I looked at him, still unable to get over that kiss.After a while, I slowly calmed myself and nodded."See you tomorrow?" I asked.Marcus smiled at me and nodded."See you tomorrow," he said.I stared at his face for a while, still captivated by that intense moment before I found the strength to walk away.I glanced back at him and saw Marcus watching me intently, his hands tucked inside his pockets.He smiled at me again before I continued walking towards the house.Stepping inside, I bumped into Martha, who looked confused upon seeing me