Lilly's body tensed at Jason's question, her back still facing him. For a moment, there was only silence, heavy and charged. She finally turned to face him, her expression guarded."Love? No. It's far more complicated than that," she said quietly. "Love doesn't bind me to him. Obligation does.""Fuck! I don't even know why I'm even having this conversation with you" she exhaled.The thought of Scar walking in on them as they were having this conversation was something that she didn't even want to imagine because it might even cost her life.Jason took a step closer, curiosity and a hint of concern in his eyes.He wanted to know why she was so loyal to him.He had an intention but couldn't beat if it was a good one or bad.He was planning on getting revenge on Scar and she might just be the key he needed."What kind of obligation?"She sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as if weighed down by an invisible burden.Memories of that night came to her mind about how her parents dragge
Scar drove his car and stopped in front of a house. When they noticed that he was waiting they quickly opened the gate and he drove inside. He packed inside the garage and strode out. He took off his glasses and tucked his hands in his pocket as he strode out.He sees a well-built man whose face is contorted in a stern expression."Mrs. Martin is expecting you." He said.His face lit up with pride as he puffed his shoulders."Of course she is." He smirked."Lead the way." He said stretching forth his hand.The man's response was silence as he turned and started walking while Scar followed closely.Scar admired the interior of the house as they strode inside."She has a nice taste for antiques." He remarked as he stopped in front of a painting."Don't touch anything or else you want to lose an arm." The man warned."I doubt you will be able to try but go ahead and knock yourself out.""Follow me." The man said with a frown.They finally stopped in front of an office and he opened th
Scar's eyes glinted with amusement.She had never thought he could be bought.If it was money that was a big wrong area because he was already paid handsomely by his grandfather.Unlike Jason who had everything at his beck and call he had to earn everything she had."My price, huh? You think you can just buy me off like some hired gun?""Even if I had a price I don't think you can even meet my terms and conditions." He smirked."Everyone has a price, Scar, you don't have to be shy about it." Mrs. Martin said confidently, leaning back in her chair."I don't judge, what's it? A private island, a jet, money.""You think I would risk going up against my grandfather for mere items as such." He shook his head in disappointment."Well, that's what boys of your age usually like so forgive me if I spoke out of terms or somewhat hurt your ego." She stated firmly."I'm not most boys." He snapped."Your price. You just need to name yours. I'm waiting to do anything."He could hear the desperation
Scar's mind raced as he sped down the road, the engine's roar a distant hum compared to the storm brewing in his thoughts. He couldn't shake off Mrs. Martin's words, her smug smile haunting him."I need to get answers," he said reminding himself of his condition.He was starting to find it hard to breathe.It was as if he was beginning to have a heart attack. She had sown seeds of doubt, and now they threatened to take root.No matter how he tried to keep his head straight those words came to the surface and tainted him.When he got furrowed he groaned."Ugh! Fuck." He cursed under his breath as he smashed his head on the wheel.Thankfully it wasn't a fragile object or else it would have been broken to pieces."I need to think," he said to him He threw his eyes over then was and when he saw an opening he hesitated.Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, He pulled over at a quiet spot, the city's lights shimmering in the distance. Thank Goodness he had a few cans of beer in h
Scar's question hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. Uncle Ben's eyes bore into him, searching for something deeper. He finally let out a sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly."It's not about what I think, "he said.Scar's eyes narrowed at him.He stared at his uncle intensely."Answer me honestly, uncle." Je pleaded."Do you think Jason deserves this? I worked hard to get everything I earn but a spoiled brat like him just waltz in and everything is already at his feet.""You of all people should know that life isn't fair." Uncle Ben said.Scar glared at his uncle because he knew he was trying to change the subject again."Deserves? It's not about what we deserve, Scar. It's about what we can claim and hold onto," Uncle Ben said, his voice steady but tinged with weariness."I for one think that you are more than capable but your father has his reasons and no matter the outcome we must learn to accept his decision." "Jason... he's a wildcard. He has potential, yes, but he's al
Scar's eyes met Uncle Ben's, a storm of conflicting emotions swirling within him. How could his uncle would ask him a question like this?He knows with him that serving Jason is not going to be possible.He didn't even want to imagine it.He didn't want to betray the years of blood, sweat, and tears he had given to the family, yet the thought of Jason leading churned his stomach.He wanted to gag."Swear my loyalty?" Scar repeated, his voice cold."Tell me this is some sort of joke because if it isn't, this joke is not funny." He frowned."You know we can't overlook the possibility as much as you try to solidify your reputation among the other clan members." Uncle said."I just don't want to take things as surprises, you should start preparing for the future. Whatever it may hold.""Now that I think about it, Uncle.." scar groaned."Which side are you on?" He asked."Wow, so we are choosing a side now?"Scar was silent and he clenched his fist together.He phoned his uncle would choo
Lily hesitated, her eyes meeting his with a mix of fear and concern. She was scared of him and the things he could bro when he was mad."Please.." she muttered as she raised her gaze to meet his.Scar's expression softened slightly as he took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside him.He wasn't in the mood for torture and punishment.He just needed to relax his head and think of what to do because his future was at stake at this point.He wasn't going to be Jason's errand boy."I’m sorry," he said, his voice gentler this time.Lily's eyelashes flickered as she stared at him.She wondered what could have possibly happened that would make him so gentle.It was a good thing but she couldn't help but be worried."Are you alright?" She asked with concern."Why do you ask?" Lilly hesitated as she thought about telling him the truth.He looked like he was in a good mood and she didn't want to ruin it.She swallowed hard in advance for what she was about to say."I asked a question
His fingers moved further into her thighs and she unconsciously spread her legs. When he saw that she was ready for him he stood up slowly as he tucked two of his fingers inside her sweetness. "What a bad girl you are." He whispers slowly. "You are also so wet and I haven't even started yet."She wince in pain due to the sudden impact but that didn't stop her from savouring every moment of the pleasure.He gripped her neck but not too tightly as he moved over her clitoris, which sent shivers down her spine.His legs were beginning to grow weak but his hands kept her in place."Please.." she bit the side of her lips."Not yet." Scars exhaled.He leans for and sucked on her shoulders."You smell so good and it fucking turns me on." She blushed but didn't take her eyes from her frame which was trailing kisses over her neck.He takes his fingers away from her pussy and uses his hands to tease her nipples against the fabric.This was torture, Lily thought to herself.Her legs were pra