Layla "What?" I say out loud, my eyes going round as I turn around to face him. He chuckles, his pearly whites on display as he wraps his arms around my waist. "You heard me," he says. "I bought this house for you." I part my lips to speak, but words escape me as I hold my breath, processing what's going on. I turn around to look at the house before me and I can only cover my mouth in shock. Even as he affectionately kisses my cheek, I can only close my eyes, still unable to find my words. Then, I inhale deeply, my vision a little blurry as I open my eyes. "You're free to do whatever you want with this house. It's all up to you, because it's yours." "Babe..." I trail off, my voice a little shaky. He holds me tighter, resting his chin on my head. "You deserve only the best. I told you I had more planned for you when I got you that car." I drop my head to the side, holding onto his wrist as tears stream down my face. The scenery before me is beautiful but right no
Nathan It's been a while since I attended such a publicized social event and it's because I wanted a break from the public eye. While I finish buttoning my shirt, I have my phone on loudspeaker, telling James all about what happened with Miranda yesterday and I already regret it because he can't stop laughing. "You're starting to make me wonder more each day if you're really my best friend," I say to him, glancing at the phone on the table. "Of course I am. That's why I find it funny, but how are you telling me all this without her listening?" "She's downstairs." "I see, so everything's okay now?" I sigh heavily, not knowing the answer to that myself. "Yes, everything's fine." I try to convince myself of this. "So... she's just going to be cool with Layla being around you?" "I don't think so." "In that case, I hope I get to see it." "See what?" "The moment they meet." "I really wish that I could stop that from happening." "Yeah, your girl's crazy. Hey, i
Layla As I face forward after posing for the cameras, I hold my breath when I spot Nathan and Miranda. While she glares right at me, he scowls, his eyes darting between me and Louis. If anyone would be invited to such an event, it would be Nathan because of the influence that he holds, but the last thing I expected was to run into him here. And the sight of both of them together infuriates me. It seems that Louis hasn't even noticed yet as he's still looking at the cameras, so I lean over and speak to him. "Nathan's here with Miranda." "What?" He seems a little surprised, then clears his throat. He looks ahead, spots the two of them, then looks back at me with a smirk. "It looks like they can't stop staring and you know what? Let's give them something to stare at." And with that, he kisses my cheek, then grabs me by the waist so I can face him for another kiss on the lips. It seems the photographers all want to have that on their cameras. Being in his arms as he introduc
Nathan The closer James and I get to the table, the more obvious it is that they're really shooting glares at each other. I can't be wrong about this. I know Miranda. I hope she didn't cause any trouble, especially because she's already in a bad mood. "Are you seeing this?" James asks me. "Yeah." I furrow my eyebrows. Taking my seat, I look at both of them and say, "Is everything okay?" "Yeah, we were just getting to know each other," Miranda says with a smile as her gaze softens. It's hard to believe after what James and I just saw. I look over at Stacey and she chuckles. "Yeah... Miranda's quite interesting." James and I glance at each other, then subtly shrug. I don't even dwell on it too much as I glance at Layla and Louis. I look away, determined not to keep staring at them this time, but I fail. In less than a minute of my return to the table, Miranda pulls my arm and whispers, "Where did you go?" "Nowhere," I say to her, clenching my jaw at Layla and Louis as he ki
Layla If there's one thing I've come to realize tonight, it's how my happiness seems to infuriate Nathan and Miranda, but that's not fair. I equally deserve to be happy. Do they still expect me to be living miserably with no man by my side? As I touch up my makeup, I chuckle a few times while looking in the mirror. I'm certain that what pisses off Nathan the most is seeing me with his business rival. He made me feel like I was unworthy of anything good in this world, yet Louis is right here, showing me a different side of life. Just as I keep doing my makeup, my phone rings from my purse and my first thought is that it's Louis, but it's Pamela. I wonder why she's calling me right now. I hope nothing bad happened. "Hello?" My voice is laced with concern since I don't know what to expect. "Girl, you look gorgeous!" she says from the other end of the line. "What do you mean? I haven't sent you any pictures yet." "Are you kidding me? You're all over social media. Your dress stole
Layla Louis pulls me closer, gently stroking my chin as he says, "You really want to know what we were talking about?" "Of course." I curiously raise my eyebrows. "Well, I was just bragging to him about how amazing it is that I have you all to myself and I'm never letting you go. I was actually thanking him for letting you go, because that's how you came to be mine." He wraps his arms around my waist, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek. "Do you want to know what Nathan said to that?" "Tell me." I look to the side as I speak to him. "He said that I don't deserve you and that we shouldn't be together." I part my lips to speak but I'm at a loss for words. The nerve of him to say such a thing is crazy to me. "You know what? Fuck whatever he thinks. I don't care about him." I place my hands on his broad shoulders with a smile. "I'm just happy you're here with me." "Are you okay?" My smile fades a little. I hate that Louis saw right through me but at the same time, I appreciate i
Nathan Had I known that I would be next to them, I would have made sure to go for another suite because just the way Louis is looking at me right now already infuriates me. Layla has her face buried in his chest. She doesn't even know that I'm here, but Louis looks right at me and smirks in his drunk state. Just as he pulls down the strap on her shoulder and begins to kiss her there, I face the other side, stepping away from that spot. My intention is to go inside, but I stop in my tracks, resting my head right against the wall as I shut my eyes. "I finally get to take off this dress," he whispers to her. She giggles, sounding a little tipsy. "What are you waiting for?" Her question makes me clench my jaw. The next thing I hear are kissing sounds and she keeps moaning against his lips. Once again I should just go inside, but I don't understand why I stay. The next thing I know, he's breathing gets heavier. "How about you suck my cock?" She giggles again. "Right now?" "Yeah
LaylaThe last time I ever saw Nathan look like such a mess was over three years ago. He was heavily drunk, looked miserable and it was that same evening that he served me those divorce papers, telling me how unhappy I made him.Seeing him like this and remembering that night only fuels my rage and the last thing I want is to be here right now.It seems that he doesn't want to step out of the elevator as he continues to look at me with extremely noticeable dark circles under his eyes.Not wanting to spend another second longer standing before him, I face the other direction so I can return to my suite, but he grabs onto my wrist and pulls me into the elevator with him."What do you think you're doing?" I yell as the doors close. I frantically move my wrist so I can break free, but he doesn't seem to let go as he presses a button.Frustrated, I slap him hard and he finally lets me go."What the hell is wrong with you? Let me out of here!""No," he says with an effort as he keeps his h