Viella's POV
"I AM NOT OBSESSED WITH HIM, WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!"
Lily didn't even blink. She just raised an eyebrow. "You expect me to believe that?"
"Yes!"
She gave me a slow, pitying nod. "Uh-huh. After you once begged me-begged me-to slip something into his drink so you could drag him to bed?"
I choked on air. "That-wasn't-"
"Good thing he didn't kill you for it. Only reason you're still breathing is your father."
I opened my mouth to argue, but she kept going like a hitman with an endless clip.
"Or that time you faked a fainting spell in front of his men so he'd have to carry you in his arms. Or when you literally paid off one of his drivers to strand the two of you at a villa overnight."
"That was-"
"-Or when you stole his phone, blocked every other woman's number, and replaced their contacts with your name. Including his accountant."
I covered my face. It was done by original viella not meee
