Chapter 118

Lilian was in her room sobbing into her pillow. Her head ached and her body was weak. Suddenly, the door busted open and she saw a furious Damian at the door glaring at her. He looked around her room, throwing her things to the floor and pulling her drawers wide open.

"Where is it?!"

Lilian was confused. Where was what? Damia looked at her and she was ill. Her eyes were only glistening with tears but he didn't care. He walked up to her and grabbed her long black locks and yoinked her out of bed. Lilian felt her scalp in terrible pain. She was dragged to Damian's room and he threw her roughly on the floor. She hit her face on the polished tiles and her lips began to bleed.

"Where is it?! Where the fuck is my briefcase?! You were the only one that saw me open it you keep it in my wardrobe. You are the only one that knows what is inside it!"

Lilian began to cry. She had no idea where it was. She hadn't taken it.

"I don't know," she said amidst tears and so