seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from France
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Canada
seen from Netherlands
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from Kenya
seen from Colombia
seen from Russia
seen from China
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
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seen from Russia
seen from France
Lily didn't bother knocking on the front door when she reached it. These were her boys, she doubted they'd mind her just letting herself in. She had covered their asses enough times to earn an unannounced visit or two. Though she wouldn't admit aloud, she was worried about them. Wendy and Peter had both told her they were all alright and accounted for, but she wanted to see it for herself. "Hey Payne," she called up the stairs. "Where're you hiding yourself?"
Text ✉ Peter
Lily: Tell me you and the boys are okay.
Call: Peter
Elena: Peter, it's Elena. I know you are screening your calls. Pick up the phone!
Text ✉ Peter
Lily: there's something wrong with that cat you gave me
Lily: Peter
Text: Peter
Elena: Guess who has a big house all to herself for New Year's.
Elena: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Text Message: Petey Pete
Rosalie: Guess who's back in town?
Rosalie: Oh, I should clarify. This is Rosalie.
Rosalie: I'm bored. You should do something about it.
Deal With the Devil // Self Para
Lily couldn’t help but chuckle when Harry asked what she expected in return for these new recruits. “You’ve trained me better than to make deals simply for charity.” She had him on the hook, she thought to herself with a smirk, settling into one of the arm chairs with graceful ease. “I don’t want to dance anymore.” she said, evenly, commandingly, but not overbearing. She knew exactly how to talk to Harry. “I want off the pole. Instead, I’ll be your informant and I’ll keep these new recruits in line.” she leaned forward, purposely letting the collar of her shirt fall forward to reveal her cleavage. “People confide in me. Everybody loves a pretty face. But honey, I may be pretty as an angel, but I sure as hell ain’t one. Everything I hear comes back to you.”
Lily’s mouth was nearly a grin when Kress agreed to her terms. “Thank you.” she said, not that the outcome surprised her. She stood up, smoothing her skirt. With a nod, she left the office, retrieving her coat from her room before slipping out the back door and into the night. Her boys had some good news coming, they all did. The only wildcard was Peter Payne.
