Lilly moved closer to the car with her eyebrows raised in astonishment. Her lips formed an oval shape as she switched her gaze from Justin to the car and then back to her amused folks. "What is going on?" Lilly asked, with her hands hemmed across her chest. "I heard your new car was taken away," Justin said with a flare of sarcasm in his tone. "So I thought to get my beautiful wife a brand new car," Justin added. "Wow!" Lilly exclaimed. She was a bit speechless as she glanced at the car. "He brought her a brand new Urus?" Diana's boyfriend mumbled as he walked towards Diana and plopped his hands on her shoulder. "This is unbelievable," Tucson whispered. Justin paid no attention to the murmurs. "It's all yours baby!" He screamed, stretching the car keys to Lilly. Lilly grasped the car keys. A grin arched across her mouth as she saw the metallic 'Lamborghini' inscription on the car key. She fluttered into Justin's arms and hugged him tightly like she was going to crush his backb

Lilly's lips emitted a sigh. She wiped a streak of sweat off her face. She felt a lot of emotions, yet clueless about which one to express first. She felt guilty that Justin succumbed to her pressure. And had to go and lend money to buy her a car. Then again she imagined how broken and disappointed she'd be if the car was taken away. Again she recalled the awkward way her last encounter with Bruce ended. She thought she wasn't going to see him again. Despite what transpired, Bruce came in and saved the day. His act of kindness may have earned him a spot in her heart. "I'm sorry," Bruce said, wrapping his hand around Lilly's neck. At first, he thought she'd shove his hand away. Instead, she pulled him into a warm embrace. Tucson cleared his throat as he and his wife approached Lilly and Bruce. The duo disentangled from the hug. Lilly's cheek melted in a sheepish smile. She's nervous about how she'll introduce Bruce to her family. "Don't you think the handsome man deserves to be int

A Rolls-Royce Cullinan pulled over amongst a multitude of people, its sleek black exterior gleaming in the bright camera lights. The hum of its engine died down, and the soft thud of the doors opening drew everyone's attention. The sweet scent of leather and wood wafted out, enticing the crowd as they watched with dropped jaws.Tucson emerged from the Rolls-Royce, his blue tuxedo perfectly tailored to his body, the soft rustle of the fabric echoing through the silence. The golden threads embroidered on his lapel caught the light, shimmering like diamonds as he stepped onto the red carpet, his black patent leather shoes glinting with a mirror-like finish. He appeared like a groom that's ready to walk down the aisle with the love of his life. He held his wife's hand as she slowly alighted from the car. Just like him, Mrs. Tucson's outfit is yelling 'classy.' She's not in her wardrobe exclusive, but the golden sparkles on her red dress attracted onlookers. Her diamond necklace twinkled

A faint smile was drawn on his face as he walked in. His eyes were squinted, wondering the reaction on their faces as they watched him getting into a place they thought he would never be able to go in. For a minute he decided to give into his own desires and turned back to look at the entire Tucson family.It was just as he thought—his eyes caught the gaze of Bruce who looked utterly bamboozled, unable to tell what was really going on. Once Bruce caught the eyes of Justin looking back at him he immediately puts up an act.“I am sure he will get kicked out of there," he said. "Filthy bastard. Who does he..." His voice trailed off, uncertainty now fully painted on his face, just as it was on every one of the Tucsons’ faces, as well as Lilly who also looked flustered, trying her best not to be caught staring too much at him.He turned forward again, with a smirk on his face. Seeing Lilly still brought butterflies to his belly, but it was not enough to change anything. He still harbored f

There was silence in the household of the Tucsons. There at the dining, a worried Mr. Tucson trudged around the table with gritted teeth. His hands were folded behind him as he walked with a face painted with worry. The rest of the family were seated on the dining table. Their eyes all seemed to be staring into blank space, except for Meeky who couldn't stop looking every now and then into his phone like he was expecting something.Suddenly, Mr. Tucson stopped walking and stared at his wife. "Has there been any news yet concerning the new heir to the Drogonuv empire?" He asked as seriously as he could.A hiss escaped Mrs. Tucson's lips. "What? You still have your mind on that? Why are you letting it bother you so much?" She casted a gaze on him as he put his hands on her chair. "What are you saying, hunny?" Mr. Tucson's eyes were widened. Bewildered at his wife's words. "Do you know what it would mean for us and our business if the new heir to the Drogonuv empire falls into a carele