Layla's POVThere was a knock on the door and I had a feeling it was Lelo, she wanted to come over last night and when I texted her that Damon was here, she promised she will be here bright and early today to get the full coverage. I don't understand how she's still a banker when clearly she should have been a journalist.I walked to the door already practicing my smile for the moment her dark down eyes pierced into mine, but the moment I opened the door, a different pair and colour of eyes were staring at me and I frowned a little“Aren't you going to invite me in?”, his brows rose, and I stepped aside while opening the door widely for him to come in. I noticed he had a traveling bag with him, meaning he was going to stay for a couple of days and sighed after I closed the door behind him. When I turned to face him, he had his arms folded across his chest, looking at me with a hint of disapproval in his eyes.“So, are you going to hug me or what?”, I laughed nervously, noticing his ex
Layla's POV"Layla, are you still there?", he sounded worried that I may have hang up on him, or was planning to while I was just frozen right where I was with the phone still on my ear. Why was he calling me? After all he's done to me and my father?"What do you want?", I asked, sitting up from the bed"I need to talk to you, please", he begged and a tear went down my cheek"After all you've done to me and my family? You have the nerve to want to see me and to even call me"."I know I'm asking for much but-", he said, and I interrupted him"Asking for much?", I scoffed mockingly, and I could hear him heave a sigh on the other line. "You destroyed my life"Tears streamed down my face as flashbacks began running through my mind about that fateful day my life changed forever"That's why I need to see you. I want to apologize for everything I've put you through Layla. Please, if you just could make time to come and see me, I promise I won't be long-", I hung up on him before he could eve
Damon's POV"I need you to come home with me", I said, and it looked like Layla froze in her spot for a little while, before her eyebrows knitted in confusion"Can I ask why?", she placed her notebook on the coffee table. "If this is about Dylan's party, I can plan it here and make it in time to celebrate it. I don't need to move back"."It's not about Dylan's party", I said, and I could see her pinching herself on the arm. "Why are you pinching yourself?""Oh, it's nothing", she laughed it off a little, like she didn't even realize that she was pinching herself. "Then what is it about then?"I drew a sharp breath. "I need your help""My help with what?""There's this new client at the company. The account is worth billions, and it can save the company from bankruptcy"."That's great news, isn't it?""It was, until Mr Brown let her daughter, Ella to handle all the interactions between Brown enterprises and the company""So", her eyes lurked around in confusion for a bit. "What seems t
Damon's POVLayla looked so stunning, I literally couldn't keep my eyes from her. I'm glad Wesley was driving us to the ball since Harry is still with his family because I wouldn't even be able to concentrate on the road and I could see she was trying to hide the fact that she was blushing, and she honestly didn't like to be complemented, but I couldn't help it. She was beautiful.I will not even get started on how perfect she looked in that dress, it wasn't either reveling, not to plain, it was just perfectWesley found a secure parking, and I stepped out to open the door for Layla and within just seconds, reporters were already in our facesYou're back together?What happened to you two?What about your son?Are the divorce allegations true?I shielded her away from those hyenas without any of us saying anything, and we finally breathed when we were inside the venue“I'm sorry about that”, I apologized when we walked down the red carpet and there was a waiter standing by with glasse
Layla's POV“We're freshly out of popcorn”, Damon crushed the now empty, third paper bag of pop corn in his hands and stood up to throw it in the bin not so far from where we were sittingWhen he returned to his seat I was battling to keep my eyes open, kept rubbing then lazily while yawning“Ready to go back home?”, he asked, and I shook my head, placing my head back on his shoulder“Not yet”, I let out another quiet yawn before rubbing the sleep off my eyes again. “So, do you think Ella got the message?”He shrugged a little. “I don't know, but I think so”“Is it me, or she didn't seem to be shaken by seeing us together?”“Maybe, but she wouldn't freak out right there and then. Of course, she would put a brave front”, he chuckled for a bit as he shook his head.“What's so funny?”, I asked dumbfounded, looking at him, and he chuckled again“You should have seen her face when you kissed me, she was pissed”I laughed a little. “I don't know why out of all the available men in the world
Layla's POV“Home sweet home”, I announced happily when I opened my apartment door and Damon walked in with my bag, then closed the door behind him Within a split second, he grabbed me by the waist and hauled me to him, picking me up effortlessly while wrapping my legs around his waist“It surely feels good to be alone with you again”, he walked us to the couch before dropping us in the process and I straddled him“What are you doing?”, I asked as he wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing our faces closer as he looked at me, and he buried his head between my head and shoulder, and felt his tounge moving in circles on my sensitive neck, causing the hairs on my arms to stand up, and I closed my eyes, slowly slipping into his desires, with him continuing to suck softly on my skin“Ow”, I jumped a little when he bit a little to hard and I felt his chest moving up and down, this idiot was laughing“Did I hurt you?”, he bought his face up and examined my neck with caution while trying to
Damon's POV"Quinton, tell me you're kidding", I stared in horror at my laptop screen, seeing a mount of dead bodies loaded out of the plane onto the ground, mostly covered with body bags. A sharp pain went through my chest and I groaned in pain, clenching onto my shirt as if by doing that the pain would go away."Damon, are you okay?", Quinton asked before I slammed the phone onto the receiver. My eyes watered as I kept looking at the news, thinking that Layla was possibly one of those lifeless bodies that laid on the ground, it was a horrific scene. People started gathering around and some had to be taken away due to being horrified by what they were seeing."It can't be", I whispered to myself, seeming to run out of breath and my heart was beating so fast, it felt like it was trying to rip itself out of my rib cage as my chest tightened, with me trying to let out a loud scream but nothing came outNot Layla, she can't be dead......she just cantThere must be a flipping huge mistake
Scarlett's POVThe main gates to the Kingsley mansion opened when I managed to tame the guard into letting me in despite what seems to be Damon's instructions to call the main house first in order to be let in or not, and I pressed twice on the buzzer and knocked in the door then waited. When the door opened, Mary's wrinkled eyes were full of questions the second she saw me.“Hi Mary”, I smiled a little, and she gave a nod of acknowledgement before she stepped aside, inviting me in“Ms Crane”, she closed the door behind me. “What can I do for you?”“I'm here to see Damon, is he around?”“I'll go get him for you”, she turned on her heels, but I grabbed her arm to stop her“Um, Mary”, I started, and she turned to look at me. “I would like to apologize for my behavior and everything bad I did to you during that time Damon and I were still together. If I could, I would take back everything, I'm sorry”.“Thank you for your apology, I accept it”, she smiled a little. “Please take a seat as