[Warning>Long Chapter ~4000 words]
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Lily awoke to the sound of her alarm clock going off, a sound that every student despises in the morning. The mischievous voice inside her head tempted her to silence the noise and stay cozy under her fluffy blanket. Yielding to the temptation, she turned her back to the annoying source of sound and clutched her giant teddy bear tightly against her chest.
Thoughts of going back in time to eliminate Horace Mann, the originator of education, crossed Lily's mind, but the persistent beeping disrupted her peaceful morning along with her evil thought. Despite her frustration, Lily refrained from hurling the clock across the room, as it was a custom-made wooden alarm clock worth a fortune. She may be wealthy enough to afford a replacement, but she wasn't one to indulge in spoiled behavior. With the price of the clock in mind, she glared at it while turning it off.
She got out of bed and did the first part of her daily routine, which included stretching her limbs while saying, "Thank you God for waking me," and followed by making her bed, in the process of making her bed, she complained about the thousands of pillows she has to put back on the bed after shoving them into the fluffy rug surrounding the bed the night before.
It took her more than four minutes to neatly make the bed clean around her room, and then she quickly tidied up the textbooks on the study table. For someone who lived in a mansion with more than eight maids, Lily preferred doing insignificant tasks by herself.
Just as she put the thick chemistry textbook, she won't be using it for any of today's class on the shelf mounted to a wall inches away from her bed, her phone pinged on the bedside table, asking for her attention. She glanced at the woken-up screen and saw a text from Emma, her best and only friend.
Wakey, Wakey, My Boo! Mama Bear got flu; cub, I can't risk spreading the infection by attending classes. Have fun, and if someone bullies, you mark their face because, once I recover, I'll make sure they never tamper with my cub.
Lily responded to Emma's good morning and wished her speedy recovery, even though she knew she was lying. Her friend has been using the same excuse for half a semester to skip classes. But Lily never called out on her attendance because Emma's grades didn't suck as her attendance. Her bestie passed every module test with distinction, and because of that, even lecturers didn't care much about her attendance.
On the other hand, Lily had to attend every class; she needed every lesson. She wasn't on the bright students' side and often had Alessandro helping her with homework. Now don't get it twisted. She wasn't smart, but she always worked extra hard and passed with satisfying grades. Once in a while, she bags a distinction.
She groaned and threw the phone in her hands on the center of the bed and began to imagine how terrible her day would be without her "mama bear." She really hated attending without Emma.
Some of her classmates were pieces of shit, well, most of them. Your typical pieces of spoilt-shit brats who thought they own the world because of having influential parents.
They don't like Lily because, according to her classmates, she doesn't belong to "Rosebank College" where only filthy wealthy kids go.
At first, Lily was listed among the famous girls because of her pretty face, killer body, and fashion, and her "father" owned the biggest law firm in the states.
She was one of those kids treated like royalty, but it all changed when she shared that her father wasn't Alessandro, and her late parents Michael and Yvonne were just domestic workers for Alessandro to her three friends, Emma, Judy and Jordan.
Ever since Lily shared her story with her friends, the Js started treating her differently. Whenever they went out for shopping sprees or expensive dinners, they would question whether she should be spending so much money that wasn't her father's. At first, Lily ignored their comments, even though they upset her.
However, things took a turn for the worse when "Tony," one of the popular jocks, asked Lily out. Despite not being interested and knowing that Jordan had a crush on him, Lily turned him down. But Tony was persistent and went all out to impress her. Fueled by jealousy over the attention Lily was receiving from her crush, Jordan made sure that everyone in college knew that Lily wasn't Alessandro's daughter, hoping to subject her to discrimination.
Surprisingly, Jordan's plan worked.
Lily wasn't really affected by that because she saw nothing wrong with not being a true DeLuca but in a college full of "my mom is a ceo" or "my dad owns this company and that company" or "my family owns a bank" students. Being not a true DeLuca, but having a driver and housekeeper blood was a big problem.
Soon, she was labeled a "fake rich kid"
Thanks to her beautiful Asian-American friend Emma, her real mama bear.
When Emma is around, people swallow their hurtful words and only exclude her with their stares. But without Emma today, Lily knew the verbal harassment was coming.
After giving herself a pep talk, Lily continued with her routine. This included taking a refreshing shower and then closing the glass sliding patio door. Since summer nights were sweltering, Lily typically left her door open before going to sleep, as long as it wasn't raining. Staying at an extravagant mansion guarded by imposing men in sleek black suits meant she didn't have to worry about any intruders entering through the open door.
She then discarded her towel, exposing her naked body to the fresh air. One wall of her room was made of glass, but it was designed in a way that only allowed sunlight or moonlight to enter while providing privacy for those inside. Anyone outside would only see their own reflection, unaware of what was happening inside. Therefore, she didn't have to worry about prying eyes as she confidently moved across the room to her closet, completely unclothed and jamming to Megan Thee Stallion's latest song.
Sliding open the glass door of her closet, the lights immediately illuminated upon sensing her presence. The white wooden floor reflected the light beautifully, creating a brighter and more inviting atmosphere in the room. While her bedroom was spacious, it paled in comparison to her luxurious closet, which was Emma's favorite room whenever she came over. As best friends, they often raided each other's closets without taking advantage of one another.
The closet was divided into sections: section for shorts and jeans, sections for tennis skirts, including miniskirts, section for tops, section for dresses, section for shoes, and her favorite section, the bags section. If one day Lily decided to sell every bag she owns, it was guaranteed she'd make more than $5 million.
A closet island was suited in the middle of the room; its glass surface showed expensive jewelry collections, and the rest of the island had drawers that kept panties, pyjamas, socks, hats, gloves, and bets. Above the island, a chandelier that looked like it was created from Elsa's powers hung from the white ceiling. In the corner of the closet, where Lily embraced her beauty, there was a luxurious cosmetics-filled dressing mirror next to it there was full-body wall-mounted mirror.
Lily got dressed after putting the lavender lotion on her body. Knowing it was going to be hot day, Lily dressed accordingly. Her attire was a black miniskirt with slits on both thighs and a white crop top with tiny straps. Her socks covered feet, took her to her dressing mirror where she sat on the chair, and brushed her platinum curly hair that complemented her caramel skin.
Lily thought for two minutes before deciding whether to wear makeup or stick with her cute face. Well, she knows she's cute because she trusts her bestie's judgment. Experience has taught Lily that having an unpainted face feels more pleasant on hot days, so there is no makeup today. After wearing her special necklace, she applied lip-gloss to make her lips pop and shiny.
'Face card would never decline, thanks to you, Mama.' Lily expressed her gratitude to her mother for the beautiful face she saw in the mirror. Her face was oval-shaped, with a pretty button nose and heart-shaped lips. Even though she was only ten when her parents passed away, she would always remember their faces for the rest of her life. Lily can proudly proclaimed that her mother was the most beautiful woman to have ever walked the earth. A warm smile spread across Lily's face as she reminisced about her younger self, who would affectionately refer to her mother as 'pretty woman'
The pretty blue eyes she now liked so much Lily had her to father to thank for. Her appearance took her mother's African-American side. The only thing she took from her father's white side was the eyes. Kids at kindergarten called her creepy and said her eyes don't match her brown skin. Funny part, they resembled her to a black cat with blue eyes. That's how the hatred of her eyes color started, but as she got older, she thought they looked beautiful and matched her face and skin tone.
Before putting on the white air force Lily put on the diamond ankle chain, Alessandro bought her as a makeup gift because she was mad at him for working long hours and forgetting about her. Looking at the complete look in the full body mirror, Lily was satisfied with what she saw.
She thought, "Maybe the skirt is a little too short, but dang, I look too good in it to change."
After getting her school shoulder bag and phone, Lily left her room. As she down the interminable spiral staircase, she thought, "We need to get an elevator." On her approach to the kitchen, she ran into a couple of housekeepers and cheerfully greeted them.
Before she could enter the kitchen, she paused by the doorway and enjoyed the view, which was Alessandro's back.
The "teenager crush" lily had for Alessandro turned into something more few days ago when a drunk Alessandro pinned her against a couch and kissed her before passing out. The following morning, Alessandro had no memories of what happened the previous night. Poor Lily had to act like she didn't get her hot first kiss. She was certainly not forgetting it, though. Not when it aroused some of her desires that always left her body aching for affection and contact.
In addition to the kiss that drives her crazy. Alessandro bought his assistant with him for business purposes, but he ended the meeting with a quickie against his office walls. Lily who accidentally saw that through the gap of the door was kind of jealous of the assistant, but she still had a very wet dream about Alessandro putting her in a same position as his assistant later that night.
Lily daydreamed and visualized what it would feel like to run her fingers through Alessandro's hair, which fell just above his shoulders. With his head buried deep between her thighs, she longed to be a sweaty and breathless mess beneath his strong, muscular body while her nails left red marks on his back as she clawed at him.
Lily shamelessly drooled over Alessandro's broad shoulders and narrow waist. Despite him wearing a black shirt, she knew what lay beneath, having seen Alessandro shirtless countless times. She could attest that the shaped like an upside-down triangle bare, tattooed back had the power to ignite desire in any woman, making her yearn for friction. And she was no exception.
"~kiss it with your tongue and bury those thick, tattooed fingers deep inside me till your knuckles kissed my opening" Lily whispered in her head, caught up in her imagination The undeniable evidence of her arousal indicated that she had let her thoughts wander a bit too far.
"Doll, how long do you plan on standing there?" Alessandro's husky voice interrupted her reverie without turning around to face her, but still his rich voice managed to send delicious shivers down Lily's spine. She could only imagine how incredibly sexy he would sound if he were to whisper dirty words in her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin.
Doll.
Lily was crazy in love with that nickname. It wasn't an attractive nickname, but coming out from about 6'4 hot Italian piece with deep brown eyes, that one may have a hard time distinguishing the iris from the pupil. It was attractive enough for Lily's ears. She loved it, especially when Alessandro used it with his low pitch tone to explain maths problems to her.
Walking into the kitchen, "Good morning, Sandro." Lily greeted and stood next to Alessandro.
"Good morning, doll" Alessandro greeted back now, his eyes staring into Lily's, causing her to mentally question herself if her body still maintained the normal human body temperature or has it moved from around 37 to 100.
She broke the eyes contact to glance at the pair of full lips before her. If he can kiss me, why can't I? A question arose in Lily's mind as she took a seat on the counter stool next to Alessandro, her eyes on his hot-daddy, handsome face.
"I know I'm hot, but you're going to make me shy if you keep staring at me like that" Alessandro teased.
Urhg, I guess a morning kiss is fine, with that thought. Lily balanced herself with one arm resting on the counter while her hand went to rest on Alessandro's thigh and leaned in to kiss the hairless hallow cheek. The kiss was way too close to his mouth, and that wasn't part of the plan. Nevertheless, she was satisfied. Half-kiss, she hoped next time she's getting a real deal like last time.
Alessandro stared at her in silence. He didn't know what to say about the half-kiss. He knows it wasn't an accident. He wasn't completely clueless about Lily's crush on him.
"Say, little missy, don't you think your skirt is a little too short?" Alessandro asked, eyeing the skirt Lily was wearing, clearly displeased with its length. It exposed all of Lily's thighs.
Lily sighed and replied, "I think I look too sexy to change. Besides, a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do to get some good pipe." For a brief moment, Lily seemed to forget who she was talking to and quickly amended her words, saying, "I mean, I love what I'm wearing."
Alessandro chose not to respond and even remained silent when Lily sat in the passenger seat, her skirt riding up dangerously high. The two of them drove to "Mama D's" to indulge in a deliciously unhealthy breakfast.
"I'll be back in a minute," Lily excused herself to use the restroom after the waiter had taken their order.
Alessandro hummed, watching Lily stand up and walk away with a hint of irritation. He never cared about her clothes, but lately, she seemed to be going a bit overboard. Her skirt barely covered her buttocks, and Alessandro wasn't pleased with the attention his doll's body was attracting. While he wasn't in the mood for violence today, it seemed like certain individuals were about to face consequences if they didn't stop leering at what belonged to him.
On the other hand, Lily didn't feel uncomfortable or felt the need to adjust her skirt. She wore it knowingly, fully aware of its short length, and she wasn't bothered by the stares. It wasn't about showing off her body to attract attention; she simply wore what she liked. She was confident in her thick and attractive figure, knowing that those eyes wouldn't find anything to criticize, even if they caught a glimpse of her underwear, which she deemed perfectly acceptable. After all, her underwear was worth more than some people's monthly salaries.
As Lily approached a table where a group of boys sat, a whistle came from their direction. "She's a baddie she's showing her panties," one of the boys exclaimed. Lily ignored his crude remark and walked past them as if that comment hadn't been directed at her.
She completed her business in the restroom and made her way back to her table, and had to walk past the same group of boys.
This time, one of the boys reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Can I get your number, shawty?" he asked.
"Let go of my hand," Lily politely demanded.
The boy's tongue playfully peeked out of his mouth, teasing his bottom lip as he looked Lily up and down. "Damn, those legs. Can a nigga slide in?" he asked.
Lily mockingly replied, "I'll tell you what, baby boy. You're not worth it" She then pulled her wrist out of the boy's grip, but he tightened his hold.
The table interrupted with a playful howl and loud laughter, one of the boys mocked, "Shit, Martin, she basically said she's out of your league."
Feeling humiliated, Martin said, "Why play hard to get, bitch? You're out here dressed like a slut. And you have the nerve to talk about leagues. I know I can pay you more money than you've ever made, fucking a bunch of losers." His voice sounded bitter.
From a distance, Lily saw Alessandro getting up from his seat. "Took your ass long enough," she thought.
"And this slut doesn't even want to fuck you. I'd rather stick to fucking losers. They're better in bed, that's for sure. So keep your wiener in your pants, princess," Lily retorted.
Martin quickly stood up. "What a fucking mouth you have, bitch," he spat, getting in Lily's face as if he was about to start a fight.
Knowing her safety wasn't threatened, Lily talked back, "Why are you getting in my face, boy? You can't do shit to me. Step back princess, I'm allergic to fake and ugly things and both your face and chain might cause me reaction."
Martin raised his fist, but Alessandro was just in time to catch it and raised his own. He punched Martin, causing the grills in the boy's mouth to fall off. A tooth landed inches away from Lily's feet as Martin's friends pulled out their guns and pointed them at Alessandro. One of the boys helped Martin up while Lily quickly moved to hide behind Alessandro.
"You hit like a bitch, white boy," Martin mocked, his white tee stained with his blood.
Lily scowled and retorted, "I'm sure this white boy knocked more than one tooth out of your mouth. Just look at your face. One punch and it's all uneven. Pussy."
Alessandro growled, his eyes fixed on Martin, and said to Lily, "Watch your mouth, doll." He wasn't surprised by her sarcasm, but her choice of words caught him off guard.
"What can I say? I can't help it. I need to let this clown know that he's a pussy. My dick is probably bigger than his. Hey, pussycat, where's your bitch? I bet she'd enjoy some good dick. She definitely ain't getting anything from you, just tickles," Lily taunted. Martin felt the urge to strike Lily right then and there, but Alessandro's intense gaze held him in place.
"Oops, my bad. As much as it hurts my eyes to look at your weird face, I guess you probably don't have a bitch. You're definitely taking it up the ass. Nothing's wrong with that, but it seems like you've been getting too much dick. That's why you've been shitting with your mouth. Maybe that hole needs a rest. You didn't want to fuck me, you wanted me to fuck you, isn't that right, princess pussy?"
People in the restaurant were shocked. Martin, a notorious gangster, was feared by most people. However, it was clear that Lily had no respect for him. Martin took his hand away from his mouth, which was nursing a wound, and reached behind his back to draw his gun. He pointed it at Alessandro.
A waiter finally spoke up, "Martin, I suggest you lower your gun. This is Mr. DeLuca."
Martin, "shut the fuck up," he dismissed the waiter his eyes carefully observed Alessandro and realized that he was not an ordinary white guy. Alessandro looked wealthy, his punch was well-executed, indicating that he could fight, and...Martin immediately yelled,, "Lower your guns, you fucking fools."
When he finally noticed an important detail - a red rose peaking out from Alessandro's collar. Everyone in the streets knew that the person with a red rose tattoo on their Adam's apple was someone not to be messed with.
Alessandro would have confronted Martin, but Lily was present, and he preferred to keep things peaceful... for now.
Martin opened his mouth to apologize, but Alessandro was already heading towards the exit with Lily in front of him.
In the car, Alessandro turned to Lily and said, "Next time, make sure to get dressed before leaving your room to avoid disrupting my peaceful morning."
Lily's face turned towards Alessandro in surprise and she asked, "Excuse me?"
"You're fucking excused, Lily," Alessandro said harshly.
Lily, in disbelief, asked, "Are you seriously blaming me because of that jerk?"
"He started it because your whole ass is hanging out, begging for unnecessary attention. Well, doll, he gave you attention and didn't respond well when you didn't like it. Next time, let's keep our morning peaceful. Wear your clothes. I mean the ones that actually fit you," Alessandro retorted.
"What are you wearing, Alessandro?" Lily asked, confusing Alessandro.
"Clothes," he replied curtly.
"And I know damn well, nobody picked them for you. I didn't tell you what to wear, and I know your helpers didn't either. I'm sure Alessandro DeLuca can't have someone telling him what to wear. You're dressed like that because you wanted to. That fucking jerk is dressed like a trash bag because he wanted to. Did I harass him because of his clothes? Am I harassing you because you look hot in everything? No fucking way. But here you are blaming me because I'm wearing what I wanted to wear. Yes, it's a mini skirt, but where's the sign saying 'harass Lily Forest because she's showing a lot of skin'?" Lily finished, tears streaming down her face.
She was angry and hurt. "So if he raped me, would you have said I asked for it because I'm wearing a mini skirt?" she asked, her voice trembling.
Alessandro didn't answer. Lily turned away from him and stared out the window.
After driving out of the parking lot, Alessandro finally spoke, "I'm sorry I spoke without thinking. I was just mad."
"Just drive me to school, please," Lily whispered. Less than an hour later, Alessandro's car was parked in front of Lily's college. He stopped the car and leaned over the center console, cupping Lily's face and turning it towards him. It pained him to see Lily crying, and her red eyes from the tears he caused made him feel terrible. He vowed to protect her from anyone who would hurt her. Now the question remaine: Who will hurt him?
"You're too beautiful to cry, doll. Don't let someone like me ruin your beauty. I'm sorry," he murmured. Lily looked at his face, just inches away from hers. If she wasn't angry with Alessandro, she would have blushed and entertained all sorts of naughty thoughts. But at that moment, she just wanted to distance herself from him.
"Okay," Lily replied. Alessandro moved closer to Lily's lips, staring at them before gently caressing them with his thumb. Lily sat there, waiting for him to do whatever he desired. After a moment, Alessandro leaned in and reciprocated the half-kiss Lily had given him earlier. Pulling back, he whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, Lily."
~𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 .