Chapter 37

Layla.

"Layla? You haven't said anything yet." Dante's voice cut through my haze and I glanced at him, an embarrassed smile appearing on my face. He seemed quite concerned but I just looked back at the building, my heart still pounding in my chest.

"I don't know what to think, Dante." I finally confessed. "It's all so confusing." I muttered, taking a deep breath to calm my jittering nerves. I felt a hand on mine and I looked up to see Dante already so close to me, a gentle smile on his face.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to. Sounds crazy but it's true. I won't force you to do anything you're not ready for. But judging by the escapades we've had in the past, this isn't any different." He explained. "It's... Just a bit more intense."

I let out a breath, really thinking about it. In a way, Dante was right. Everything he'd exposed me to, I had agreed to it even if he did coax me sometimes. Even when he did, I always enjoyed it and craved more. This shouldn't be any differen