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He got so excited that he flailed his arms in celebration-only to slip on something underfoot. Lily, quick to react, caught him just in time to keep him from falling.
Once Elsa’s condition had stabilized, John drove to the Capital City’s First Hotel.
The moment he pulled into the parking lot, he saw Lily and Ivan-hugging.
Ivan’s head was lowered; Lily was looking up. The tree shadows blocked out the streetlights; the night was dim.
From where John sat, it looked like they were kissing.
“Lily, I’m heading out now. Get some rest; don’t forget to hit the recording studio tomorrow!”
Ivan liked to think he was pretty athletic, yet he’d almost fallen flat on his face in front of Lily and had to be caught-kind of embarrassing.
After reminding her a few more times, he waved goodbye and got in his car to leave.
John was too far away to hear a word Ivan had said.
But as the car door swung open, John got a clear look at his face. The rich kid from the wealthiest family. When had Lily gotten close to him? How dare she flirt with another man behind my back?
Lily was genuinely excited-tomorrow, she’d be voicing for “Born Defiant.”
She hummed a cheerful tune as she stepped out of the elevator. Just as she swiped her key card and opened the hotel room door, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her back. John had pounced like a leopard, slamming her hard against the wall.
“John, what the heck is wrong with you again? Let go of me!”
She had to get up early tomorrow; the last thing she wanted was to deal with one of his tantrums.
She pushed at him, trying to shove him away with all her strength.
But before she could get him off her, his lips came crashing down on hers-furious, burning with rage.
She loathed being tangled up with an ex.
Filled with fury, she used every ounce of strength to push, bite, and kick him.
But the difference in physical strength between a man and a woman was too great. The harder she fought, the more unhinged he became.
He clutched her waist like a beast breaking free from centuries of chains; his kisses grew hotter, wilder- like he wanted to melt her flesh and devour her whole.
“How dare you let Ivan kiss you? Lily, you’re my woman; how dare you let another man touch you?”
His kisses trailed lower in a frenzy, like he was about to sink his teeth into her neck and snap it.
“If you see Ivan again, I swear-I’ll kill him!”
“You’re insane!”
Lily was stunned. How could I possibly kiss her future brother-in-law?
John’s words made no sense, and his forced kisses repulsed her to her core. She couldn’t hold back-she stomped hard on his foot.
“We already broke up. If you don’t understand what that means, I’ll spell it out for you. Breaking up means from this moment on, we live and die as strangers. A proper ex should be like a corpse-gone and buried -not crawling out of the grave whenever they please! I’ve got nothing going on with Ivan; but even if I did, you’re my ex. It’s none of your damn business! John, whether I kiss someone or sleep with someone, it’s not your place to care! Don’t touch me!”
“Lily!”
Hearing her say the word “breakup” again made John’s expression darken.
He couldn’t stand the thought of her drawing that line between them; couldn’t stand the idea of her kissing-much less sleeping with-another man.
The blazing rage completely incinerated the cool, rational control he once prided himself on. He didn’t want to hear another cutting word from her mouth; all he wanted now was to make her understand exactly whose woman she was.
His lips came crashing back down on hers.
Inch by inch, as if trying to drag her with him into an endless mountain of fire.
His long, strong fingers gripped her collar and tore it open without hesitation.
“John, get the heck off me!”
She couldn’t push him off; the helpless frustration made her grind her teeth.
He was just about to hike up her skirt-to claim her entirely-when his phone rang, piercing through the haze of rage and desire.
It was a call from Yvonne.
Tonight, Yvonne had been at Elsa’s hospital room too.
After John left, both Yvonne and Elsa had likely guessed he went to find Lily.
Yvonne had always wanted Elsa to marry into their family; of course she’d help Elsa get ahead.
Seeing her name flash on the screen, John immediately scowled and hung up.
But the phone rang again, almost immediately.
Yvonne was the only family he genuinely cared about. What if something had really happened? After hesitating a moment, he picked up.
Yvonne told him Elsa was at a nightclub, dancing-and that several men were eyeing her inappropriately, ready to make a move.
After the call ended, she sent him a video.
In it, Elsa was dancing wildly in a crowd, dressed in a fiery red spaghetti-strap dress.
She had always been striking and seductive; tonight, she wore heavy makeup, bold red lips, and her every movement seemed designed to hit a man where it hurt most.
The nightclub was packed, noisy, chaotic; but the moment she stepped in, she looked like a siren carved from desire itself, fallen from the heavens, drawing every gaze with terrifying ease.
She was the center of attention in the middle of the madness.
Men screamed and whistled, their eyes practically dripping with lust and greed, like they were ready to devour her whole.
The hunger in their eyes was visible.
Blindingly visible.
Seeing the desire in those men’s gazes made John’s expression shift in an instant.
He didn’t want Lily breaking up with him again.
Tonight, he had planned to convince her to move back into their home.
But Elsa’s situation was urgent-he couldn’t ignore it.
This morning, the housekeeper had mentioned Lily stood for a long, long time by the silk tree.
She hadn’t forgotten their vows; she loved him deeply. There was no way she’d truly get intimate with someone else.
What he’d seen in the parking lot, Lily and Ivan seemingly kissing-was probably just a trick of the angle. At most, she might’ve been trying to provoke him with another man.
There was no way she’d actually betray him.
Lily would never leave him; of that, John was certain. But Elsa’s situation tonight was visibly dangerous- he couldn’t let her be harassed by predatory men.
He let go of Lily and warned her in a low voice, “Move back into the villa before tomorrow night. There’s a limit to how far you can push this; don’t take advantage just because I’ve spoiled you.”
Yvonne sent him another video.
In it, several men circled Elsa, leering with filthy grins as she stood there, pale and terrified.
When those men reached for the hem of her dress, he could no longer waste another second with Lily.
The elevator happened to arrive on the floor. He jabbed the button and stepped inside.
As the elevator doors slid shut, Lily gripped her torn clothes tightly, exhaling a long, shaky breath.
Then she remembered what he’d said-she let out a cold, bitter laugh. Taking advantage of being spoiled…
He’d given all his affection to Elsa; she’d never even tasted it, she had no idea where was the so-called spoiling.
Thankfully, even when he tried to get her back with half-hearted gestures, her heart had never wavered.
Hesitation and longing, that’s the road to ruin. She’d already given her love to the wrong man; she couldn’t let herself be dragged into the abyss again.
So even if her heart bled, she would walk forward step by step, across every thorn, never looking back…
Lily thought that after sleeping so much during the day, she’d be up all night with insomnia.
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