(Alphonso’s POV)Surprise didn't even begin to cover how shocked I was to see the red room Lily was in.It was a bondage room. Filled with everything you may need.I didn't know if she bought all this stuff or if it was provided.“I made sure to have everything that might go inside me be new. Don't worry about it.” She answered my unanswered question.I led her to the bed and sat her down.On the bed, there are different types of toys to use.“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked as I picked the first one up.“Yes, sir,” she replied.I had yet to understand why that word seemed to excite me so much. Maybe it was the way she said it or because she was the one who said it.“I don't know where to start.” I confessed.She smiled.“Can I suggest something?” She asked.“Sure.” I replied.I could use some guidance.“Take the candle and ice bucket on the table, over there.” She pointed to a coffee table on her left.“And

(Lola's POV)I put a hold on following Lily. I still wanted my life back, but I was now focused on one specific person, Daniel.I was following him, getting his schedule down.He left his house at exactly seven in the morning. I would watch as his beautiful wife would walk him to his car, kiss him goodbye, and wave him off as he drove to work.He would get to work by half past eight, where he would stay in there till around noon.He would go to the country club or the bar opposite it, where I met him, and he seemed to be trying to find my replacement. I guess he didn't care if I was around or gone, which for some reason hurt my feelings. I expected him to at least acknowledge I was gone, and take some time to replace me.Then get lunch at a specific restaurant, and he always wanted his lunch made a specific way or he would throw a fit.Take his lunch to go and go back to the office, where he would stay till seven in the evening. Go to that apartment, and

(Chris’ POV)I was bored with the older woman I was living with. I had been saving up some money I had been taking from her account for when I was ready to leave.I had racked up around two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, and I was ready to leave.But I felt like I needed much more.I had organized for us to have this sensual massage session, where I would be massaging her while she massaged me.“Baby, I am even ashamed to ask you this, but I am in deep trouble.” I said this while I was massaging her.“Is it something I can help you with?” She asked as she moaned softly at the massage I was giving her.I sighed, “Or never mind.”She turned to look at me.“You know you can tell me anything, right?”“Remember that time I came home with bruises and I told you I was mugged?”She nodded.I hung my head in shame and said, “That wasn't true.”She placed her hand on mine to try to reassure me that she was there for me.“I actually

(Lola’s POV)I was out of cards to play, so the only other thing I could think of doing was getting rid of Lily Sharpe. I needed to have my life back, and if she was gone, then I would get to control the narrative of how everything happened.I had the knife I used on Daniel in my possession. When Michael, that bastard, turned against me, he must have pulled the knife out of Daniel’s leg and dropped it on the floor.I made sure to cover my face with a hoodie while I waited a few feet away from the company building.I also had a line of sight to Chris’ car. He, unlike Sharpe, wasn't always looking around at his surroundings.When Sharpe walked out of the building, I started to walk slowly towards her. I hid my small frame in the middle of the crowd of people who were leaving work for home.My eyes kept shifting between Sharpe and Chris; unfortunately, Chris noticed me, and I had a small window of time, so I increased my speed and got to her just in time to stab

(Lily’s POV)A few weeks have passed since I left the hospital. Chris had been nice to me and very supportive.My baby bump was starting to form, and I was starting to be one of those annoying women who would love to tell anyone that looked at them that I was pregnant.Chris had moved us into this small town; I doubt it could be found online, maybe on a map, and I had begun baking and selling it to the people around town.“You don't have to stay here with me; I am more than capable of taking care of myself.” I told Chris as he helped me get the freshly baked cookies out of the oven.“Why would I do that? I am enjoying life as a baker now.” He joked.I chuckled as I shook my head. “This is the life I wanted, but you don't belong here. You are a city person.”He frowned. “What does that even mean?”“It means that sooner or later, this life is going to get boring for you.” I replied honestly.He shrugged, “and until then, I'll be here to help you.” He replied, “besides you will also get