Lizzie stood there, absorbing Mr. Hill's unexpected confession. Her heart raced, torn between the warm feeling of his love and the cold reality of his flaws. "Mr. Hill," she began cautiously.Mr. Hill, usually composed, looked vulnerable as he anxiously awaited Lizzie's response. "Lizzie," he said, "I've never felt like this before. I need you by my side."Lizzie was too stunned to speak then Mr. Hill's possessive nature surfaced. "Lizzie, you're mine. I won't share you with anyone," he declared. He grabbed her arms and looked at her dead in the eyes, searching for a reaction but she kept mute. They were both naked while all this was happening, “I wanna put on some clothes, it’s getting cold.” Lizzie said softly. She wanted to excuse herself but Mr. Hill called her back gently, “Lizzie, stay.” He gazed upon her, his eyes innocent as a child’s laughter. “Please,” he added politely.Lizzie nodded and shortly, they found themselves in each others arms. Mr. Hill for the first time ever l

Carla exited Papayas strip club that night aggravated and a mess as well. The echoes of music and laughter fading behind her as walked. She pulled her jacket tighter around herself, aware of the late hour and the lonely streets. As she walked alone, heading towards her car she felt she was being followed. Suddenly, Markle emerged out of nowhere startling her. His hands were clamped over her mouth muffling any attempt of speech.Markle leaned in, his voice a low whisper against her ear, "You failed the part of your deal. You haven't given me Lizzie." Carla, panicked, tapped her lap, signaling that she had crucial information.Silently, Markle guided her to his car, ensuring they were unnoticed. Once inside, he closed the doors. Carla hesitated before speaking, “It’s a nearly impossible mission.” she admitted. “Mr. Hill loves the fucker.”Markle countered with a glimmer of hope, "There's always a loophole." He shared insider information, "Mr. Hill's 15th-anniversary celebration for his

In Mr. Hill’s penthouse, Lizzie got a phone call from Barth. She believed Alexis would be in her bedroom sleeping, so she answered the call in the TV room with her voice outspoken. "Barth, it's Lizzie. What did he say about Holly?" Lizzie's voice trembled with worry."Listen, Lizzie, he wants you to come alone to the island if you want Holly back. I'm really sorry you're going through this," Barth expressed his concern.Angry and desperate, Lizzie replied, "I can't go back there Barth, you know it!”"He's obsessed with you, Lizzie. He wants you to come willingly. It's a dangerous situation," Barth warned.“What am I supposed to do? I can’t let him take my daughter!"“Lizzie calm down. Remember, it’s his daughter too, he promised no harm would be brought upon her.” Barth responded to placate Lizzie’s mind.Lizzie paced around the room almost to tears, “If he touches as much as a strand on my Holly’s hair I swear to God…” Alexis unexpectedly walked in the TV room startling Lizzie. She i

When it came to receiving sexual pleasure, Mr. Hill knew how to get it best even if he was running late to work. He forced Lizzie on his dick, making sure she sucked it to his satisfaction. “If you get any saliva on my neat and ironed office trousers, I’ll double the punishment.” He threatened Lizzie. Lizzie, knowing fully well that there was no way on earth she would suck his 6 inches dick and not get any saliva on his trousers accepted her fate and said wearily to Mr. Hill, “What else do you want from me? What else can I offer you that millions of girl’s at Papaya’s couldn’t?”Hill grabbed her chin whilst she was on her kneels, he said gently to her face, “I take pride in possessing what everyone wants. I took Alexis away from Eleanor ‘cause she wanted her, I took my family’s company from my elder brother ‘cause he wanted it, I took you from Cox ‘cause she wanted you, she needed you. And tonight, I’ll take away Sofia’s company because she crossed me.”With frailty, Lizzie said, “Do

In Mr. Hill’s penthouse, Markle commenced Carla’s plan to abduct Lizzie. He waited until Mr. Hill drove out and when there were no clear signs of him, Carla’s plan begun. With practice ease, he broke in. He was as silent as a graveyard until he noticed the house was even more silent—the house was empty, not a single soul in sight. Markle was enraged when he figured this out. He dialed Carla’s phone and with anger, he said, “Lizzie’s not here, the damn penthouse is empty!” Meanwhile Carla who was in a room dressing up for the event gasped. Lizzie who she had thought Mr. Hill wouldn’t bring to his event was here? Panic engulfed her. She snuck out, her eyes searching desperately for Lizzie. The sight of her, laughing with Alexis, made Carla nauseous. The phone slipped from her trembling hand, crashing to the floor.Markle was furious so he flung his phone across the room, hitting a hidden alarm button. The penthouse shrieked, sirens wailing, then Markle escaped from the penthouse before