Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier)

After Sarah got out of the car, she leaned toward Xavier and smiled softly as she whispered something in his ear. Xavier's brows furrowed slightly, but a moment later, he relaxed, and a hint of joy showed in his expression They didn't notice Lily and Maryanne sitting by the window as they entered the hotel next door

"They are heading into a hotel in broad daylight Maryanne pursed her lips. "Doesn't Xavier the Hound have a lounge in his office?"

Lily thought back to that time when Sarah went into Xavier's office to collect her things, including their intimate wear. Perhaps they were tired of the office and decided to have a bit of tim at the hotel

"He's here!" Before Lily could reply, Maryanne suddenly stood up excitedly and picked up her bag and coat. "I'm leaving You two have a good talk. The person my mom introduced to you is definitely the right one.' Anyone Marka knew must be from high society. Before Lily could even ask who it was, Maryanne had already dashed off

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Lily frowned and felt uncomfortable. Firstly, her divorce wasn't finalized yet. Secondly, she really had no intentions of getting into any relationships at the moment. While she was still in a daze, a figure suddenly sat down across from her. "Lay." Bruce Thompson was wearing a floral shirt and a black jacket. His hair was meticulously styled and shining with wax, darker than his leather shoes.

Lily knew of him. He was a notorious spoiled rich kid, ugly and with poor character. She couldn't believe this was the man Marika had introduced as a potential match. "You Joyners are unbelievable. We agreed to this date, and yet you had the Devereuses introduce others to you? Bruce crossed his legs and rested his chin on his fingers as he looked at Lily with lecherous eyes.

He had been angry at first because no beauty should be this untrustworthy. He came in fuming, but when he saw Lily's characteristic little face, his anger vanished, and he couldn't help but feel delighted.

Lily was shocked. She realized that the man Hazel said Bobby had chosen for her was Bruce. Her frown deepened, and she asked, "You're not the person Marika introduced?" "Just treat me as the one, since we'll end up together sooner or later. Bruce leaned forward with a grin. "I'm interested in you, so let's talk. I'll let the Devereux family's matchmaking efforts slide for you."

A strong, overpowering scent of perfume hither, making Lily extremely uncomfortable. She forced herself to suppress it. She put away her phone and picked up her cost.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Thompson, but I have no plans to participate in any blind dates" With that, she got up to leave.

However, Bruce shot up and grabbed her wrist. "What the fuck is this supposed to mean? Are you messing with me?

Lily wasn't messing with him. She just had zero interest in him. This blind date was set up by the Joyners and Bruce's father, after all.

But the meeting between Lily and Bruce had been delayed again and again, and there was still no set date. Then, Bruce had caught wind that the Devereux family was introducing someone to Lily, which meant she wasn't interested in himnoveldrama

It was fortunate that someone had leaked the news about Lily's blind date, or else she would have met the other person first.

"Let go of me!" Lily tried with all her might to shake him off, but it felt like Bruce's hand was glad to her wrist. It wouldn't even budge a bir

"Do you really think that kid from the Watson family will show up?

Bruce kept pulling and rugging, trying to draw her fragile body closer into his arms. The faint fragrance on Lily's body wafted into his nose and he felt a wave of excitement he couldn't control.

"Stop dreaming! I've already greeted him; he won't be coming!" Bruce added.

Lily placed her hands between them and tried to create space as he grew closer. She shouted, "I won't agree no matter who shows up. I won't go on a blind date!"

The once quiet care was now noisy due to their argument. The afternoon sunlight was bright, streaming through the window, and it shone on Lily

With her fair skin and white wool sweater, she looked soft and graceful. In comparison, Bruce was big and burly, e abrute.