Chapter 95: Lyla

LYLA POV

Reaper came storming into the living room of our cabin with lethal energy rolling off of him. I looked up from my book and raised an eyebrow. He was drenched from the rain that was now pouring buckets outside.

“What is it?” I let out in an annoyed tone.

“Oh, don’t you dare use that tone with me Lyla,” Reaper scolded.

I rolled my eyes. “Or what?” In inhumane speed, Reaper threw out his hand and wrapped it around my throat before picking my up off the chair by my throat.

“Use that fucking tone with me again Lyla and I swear to the fucking Moon Goddess herself that I will bring you to the play room and punish you until you can’t walk straight,” He growled in my face.

My mind went back to the first time I was in the play room making shivers run down my spine.

I had spent more time in that room when he wasn’t using and abusing Mia. For the longest of times, our time in the play room had been the only means of negotiating I had. When Reaper had found out that Allister was my