The Billionaire's Heirs: A Hilton Cove Tale

e to forget the elusive stranger who had crashed into my world. It's been a week since my encounter with Oliver, and there hasn't been a night when I closed my eyes to sleep that I did

ad you not the mind to pay any attention, you would've missed it. I stilled, my breath catching in my throat as I waited, praying silently that it was just a small animal coming up the stairs to the attic or maybe the breeze, no matter how illogical it might be. But no, the thud sounded again, followed by another and another, each sound seeming to resound in my head. Before I knew it, I had thrown myself wildly back on the bed, drew my blankets up to my chin, and bundled up. I reached under my pillow to feel the familiar cold metal, I gripped the handle tightly, my nerves calming with the reassurance of it being there. I took a calming breath, feeling my nerves go down, just in time too. The door opened with a soft click, making a creaking, grating sound as it swung open. In came the heavy footsteps, and then the sound of the door closing again. I reined in my growing panic, reminding myself that this wasn't the first time and that nothing was going to happen. I wouldn't give whoever it was this time the pleasure of making me pained and disturbed. I listened to the sound of footsteps as it approached, listening intently for the pattern of feet, before releasing a shuddering breath in relief when I recognized who the intruder was. Kyle. The lesser of two evils. An evil tho nonetheless. I relaxed completely now, though my ears listened intently for the movements he made. He shuffled a bit closer to my bed and leaned forward, his hand briefly touched the edge of my bed for a second longer than usual, before he withdrew completely. Like I knew he would. He didn't have the courage to attempt anything more, and Maa scared him too much for him to dare dream of disobeying her. He lingered around the room, shuffling around as if he didn't know what to do. Then I felt him walk over the couch where I had carelessly discarded the simple cotton dress I wore today. I cringed immediately, knowing where his thoughts went as I cursed internally at my foolishness for leaving anything of mine out. Despite it being my room. And the fucker didn't disappoint, filled with revulsion and disgust I heard him pick up my dirtied garments before he walked back to me again. "Uhm..." his muffled groan sounded, muffled against well..my dirty dress that he had up to his nose like the sick fucker he was. "You smell so good Lily..it's not fair..not fair at all.." Despite it being just Kyle, and I knew he didn't pose much danger I still couldn't help but tremble, filled with impossible disgust, with anger and repulsion churning in my guts. Especially what his implica