Lily’s POV
For Thane, I'll be his submissive… But for his bitch…
I scoff.
I'll be her worst nightmare.
Screw that, living nightmare.
“Darling?”
My father’s croaky voice halts my bloody thoughts for a moment.
We're sitting on the dining table outside the terrace, enjoying the beautiful ocean view and the serene scenery. The variety of meals, transparent glass doors, and just every pretty little thing add to the aesthetic.
We usually do this every weekend, or we try to, when he isn't jetting off to another country for an impromptu meeting. He tries to not make me miss my late mother so much, after her tragic car crash last year.
Stuffing my accounts with the money I barely use. Normally, I go on shopping sprees every damn weekend, but still, it's just a little to put a significant hole in my bank.
And lately, all I do is sulk, and run around Thane, and sulk!
Skies!