LaylaThe night only continued to get better. We danced, talked and laughed the whole night. The guy with the button-up shirt sent me a few more drinks, which only made Daniel angrier. He kept an eye on me, and though he tried to shrug Ingrid off, she followed him around like a lost puppy, which, yes, bothered me too.It shouldn't bother me, though. Right? We are just friends, and there is nothing between us, and there never will.So why am I bothered?I was getting extremely thirsty, and through all the dancing, drinking, and laughing, I noticed a phone was ringing. I grabbed it off the table and went to the restroom, answering the phone without looking. “Hello?” I said, placing my other hand on my other ear to listen better. “Layla? Figures. I've been calling you nonstop. Meanwhile, you're out there partying and going out with some other guy already, aren't you?” my heart dropped at the sound of Trevor’s voice.He was the last person I expected to talk to, “Trevor. What the hell d
LaylaI woke up feeling completely drained. My head was spinning, and I was extremely thirsty. The light from the sun only made my headache worsen as I lay naked on the bed. I know... I know. I said I would never let anything happen between Daniel and me, I know. But God, can that man move in bed. And I just knew I would regret what I was going to say to him. I let the circumstances get the best of me, giving in to temptation. But honestly... For the first time, I didn't feel any regret for my actions. Last night just... Felt right.I turn as I feel him stir. His hand wraps around my waist, pulling me closer to him. "Good morning, beautiful," he says in a groggy voice, eyes still closed, beard still clean cut, and hair a mess, but still sexy.I can't help but smile as I snuggle closer and slide my hands over his chest, feeling it rise and fall from his steady breathing. "Good morning." "Layla, about last night. I know we were both drunk. But I want you to know I don't regret anyth
LaylaI'm not sure what time it was, but I finally got woken up by my sister, who came in to get me. I lay on my stomach with my hands tucked under my pillow. The extra hours of sleep I got really helped, after Daniel and I had an intense night, but it still didn't make my entire headache go away."Layla!" I could hear her whisper as I began to wake up. I grunted as I felt my head throbbing. "What time is it?" I asked, squinting my eyes. "Good morning, sleepy head," she giggled as I covered my naked body with the sheets as I turned to look at her. Daniel was no longer next to me, and I was glad Karla didn't see us lying naked together in bed."So... What happened last night, huh?" She wiggles her eyebrows, looking at me with a mischievous grin. I grunted, grabbing my head as if that would make the headache disappear. "Karly... Not now. Where's -""Danny? Mm-hm. He'll be back. He's out getting breakfast for everyone along with Shawn and Nico; they should be back soon. Don't worry, t
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT OF AGE 18 AND OLDER, PLEASE REFRAIN YOURSELF FROM READING THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT. DON'T FORGET TO VOTE, SHARE, AND COMMENT.🥰💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨LaylaIt was our last night, and we were ready to go all out. We started our evening by eating lunch at a fancy restaurant. The girls dressed in formal dresses, and the boys all wore tuxedos. After dinner, we went to see the blue men group show. It was epic and so hilarious. Danny and I held hands the whole time. He hugged me, kissed me, and he was being so affectionate. It was as if we were an actual couple. I hate to admit it, but I loved every moment of it. But- I knew it was soon coming to an end. We were going back home tomorrow, and we would go our separate ways. I had his full attention and affection during this trip, but nothing guaranteed me that it would be the same back home, where every girl had most likely already been with him. A
Layla This is the moment I started freaking out. The room suddenly felt smaller; I gasped for air, holding my chest. "No, no, no. Are you... God." I said as I placed my hands on my head, closing my eyes and feeling stupid beyond belief.I can't help this is happening to me. I... I can not be married to him. No! Daniel sat, his hands resting on his knees and looking down. "Daniel, say something. Tell me we didn't just do something so stupid as getting married last night?" I wanted him to say this was a joke. I was ready for it; I was prepared to hear those words.He begins to nod; then, he starts chuckling as if he's heard the funniest joke in the world. "Daniel!" He throws his head back, still laughing and nodding in disbelief. "This isn't funny! Tell me this is a joke?" I began thinking like a little kid throwing a tantrum. He gets up and pulls me into a hug, kissing my forehead. "This isn't happening," I say, whining, placing my hands on his chest. "How can you let this happen?"
LaylaI dragged myself out of the hotel, and everyone seemed enthusiastic about returning home. I was excited to start working with dad. It's been so long since I've visited the company, and I was really looking forward to it. The only thing that worried me was his thoughts on this situation. I let him down; this is not how I had pictured ever being married. I wanted the big wedding, with the long white gown, the fancy napkins, the big beautiful arrangements, bridesmaids, everything. Not be married by Elvis in the little chapel of Vegas while being highly intoxicated.I sat shotgun, it was Daniel's turn to drive, and I guess the proper thing to do was sit next to him. I tried falling asleep, snuggling on my seat, but I just couldn't. I was unease. I began feeling horrible for telling him I didn't want this marriage. There was a look in his eyes that told me my words had hurt him. Yet, he continued to caress me, squeezed my hand from time to time, and held my hand, kissing my knuckle
LaylaSo, after I headed upstairs, packed my belongings again, and looked over all my stuff while Daniel snooped through old photos, my parents finally kicked me out. You think maybe....just maybe, my mom would have cried, felt a little sad or what not, but no! They just let me leave. "We'll come by to visit sometime! Love you, honey." mom yells after the car as we drive off. Dad and Karly hug side by side, waving by. I sigh as I see them through the side mirror as we leave my parent's house. Daniel doesn't live far from my parents, but I miss them. My phone buzzes for the billionth time. Trevor and a few unknown numbers have been blowing up my phone. I grunt inwardly as I see another call from Trevor. I close my eyes in frustration, ignoring the call. "Who keeps calling you, ladybug?" Daniel asks, making me turn toward him."Uhh - no one important," I say, shrugging my shoulders. The phone stops vibrating, but seconds later, it begins again. I look at it and see Trevor calling agai
"Jenny, Layla, and I will be in Felix's office. If you need anything, make sure you reach me through Beth," he says, smiling at her. "Yes, sure. I'll do that," she says, smiling at both of us. "And welcome back, Miss Layla," she says, making me smile. "Thanks, Jenny. It's good to be back; I love your top the way." I say as I see her green cross-top shirt. She smiles, blushing and looking at her shirt. "Thank you, Layla. I mean, Mrs. Halloway," she says, making me blush. We walk across the floor to the other side and turn toward dad's new office. Since Danny is the new CEO, dad and he traded offices. Dad is now in the middle of all the mayhem, where all the other executives are, and Danny's is more secluded, with only two studios next and across from him that is used for photo shoots."Good morning, Beth." he greets dads secretary, making her smile. "Good morning, sir. Oh, Miss Layla. Good morning." she says as she gets up and hugs me, making me smile. "Good morning, Beth. How are S
Layla ( four years later) “Listen, I'll call you back, ok? I need to tend to a few things. No, I should be off soon, we'll meet you out there.” Danny has been acting weird lately. It's worrying me. It hasn't been long since we got married. Did he really get tired of me so soon? I mean I gave him two beautiful kids, and I have done my best to make him happy. I get it, I have been so busy with everything around the house and kids that, maybe, he feels I don't pay him much attention anymore. “Danny, dinner is ready,” I say, softly, trying to hold back tears as thoughts of the possibility of an infidelity could be at bay. “Thanks, ladybug. I'm not very hungry. I might be here late.” he says as he sits in his office at home, going through piles of paperwork. He's been expanding his restaurants throughout the southern regions of California, and he's been planning on opening a new restaurant in the northern parts. This means he will probably be at home less. “Are you sure? Maybe I can bri
Layla (A few months Later)Today, Danny called me right around noon to tell me the good news. He's been on top of the Alejo case. I am happy to say that it is finally over. Vincent and Trevor were both sentenced to jail for a very long... Long, long time. Vincent was given fifty-five years in prison, with no chance for parole. When the media became aware of what was happening, they went crazy. The news was all over the radio, magazines, and tv news. The more they talked about it, the more women came forward, willing to testify against Vincent. There was no way they would get away this time. Plus, Vincent's dad was not willing to help him this time. Mr. Alejo was on Heather and Lisa's side this time. Thanks to his help, Lisa and Heather were well taken care of. He made sure that Vincent's goons were kept far away from the girls and them. If they threatened them in any way, he promised to visit them if he saw the slightest trace of harm.As for Trevor, he was given twenty years before
LaylaI woke up feeling light for the first time in a long time. It was like a big weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I decided it was a good time to go downstairs to begin breakfast, so I got up and washed up first, placed my slippers on, and made my way out of the room. But, maybe I should check on my little Zoey first. I didn't see Danny in bed, so I figured he was probably downstairs working out or something. "Zoey... Time to wake up, baby." I said while opening the door slowly. I looked at her bed, but it was empty. Her bathroom was empty as well, and her closet was dark, so she couldn't be in there. "Huh? Where is my little cutie-pie?" I wondered, placing my hands on my waist. That's when I realized. There was music playing, and it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. I smiled and made my way down. As I made my way, the music just got louder, but not enough to bother your ears. I could hear the beat of the song as Queen begins with the song, Another One Bites t
LaylaI sat at the kitchen island, waiting for Danny to get home. I was a nervous wreck because I haven't heard anything from him since I called him and sent him what was in that envelope. But- I'm still saving the best part for when he gets home.After I had gone back to the office, I got a call from, Heather. She wanted me to go and meet her. Well, I was reluctant at first, but the girl has gone through so much! So I decided, why not? So, I told my dad I would be leaving early, and I made my way to see her at the hospital. Heather was finally going to be allowed to go home, but what caught me off guard was that Vincent’s ex was also there. But the way that she was talking to her and holding her so delicately, making sure not to hurt Heather... It gave me love vibes. Yes, you heard me right. I think Vincent’s ex is falling for Heather, but I am not sure if she caught on yet. Oh... I hope that she is in love with her. I hardly doubt Heather goes that way, but hey, you never know! May
DanielAs we waited for Gideon's signal, we could see Trevor walking on the street across from the motel. He held a small plastic bag. It looked like he had gone out to the small liquor store nearby. He walked with his head down, whistling away. Gideon gestured to one of the boys and he nodded, looking at Trevor. Capturing Vincent would have to wait just a few minutes longer. They quickly came behind him, tackling him to the floor and handcuffing him. He begged, crying to let them go, but there was no way in hell he was going to be free. Gideon came in front of him, and read him his Miranda rights. Trevor shook his head, giving me a death stare as he sees me come up to him. "You! You fucking bastard. How could you? I was going to leave. I was not going to bother either one of you! Didn't you have enough ruining my life already?" he says, making me scuff in disbelief. "You're an escaped convict, Trevor. You're the one who screwed your own life, not me." I say, as the officer pulls hi
DanielIt seemed as if things had gotten calm and quiet. It was as if everything was back to normal, or so I made Layla think so that she was not stressing over the dire situation with Vincent and Trevor.Their behavior is ominous and unpredictable. I can't take lightly their unforeseen actions, but I know who can help catch those assholes. Tasha thinks I am oblivious to her link to them. She has something to do with him, and I know it's just a matter of time before we catch those assholes, thanks to her. We have been tracking her whereabouts without her knowing for the past two weeks. "Give them time to feel at ease. The more confidence they feel they have, the better. Let's make them think they have gotten away, and we've forgotten about what they tried to do to you." he had said, the last time we talked. But the eagerness is getting to me. I need to make sure they are behind bars and long gone from our lives. They need to pay for what they did to Heather and for putting my family
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter depicts a violent scene of assault and battery against a woman. If you are not comfortable with these scenes, skip to the next chapter if available, or kindly wait for the next upload. Please be advised and take precautions.✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨Third Person POVHeather drives happily to her step-daughter's new high school to drop her off. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would have to tend to kids, even if they were teenagers. She never thought one of those girls would ever see her with the care and love enough to call her mom. But here she was, with two girls that loved her and called her mom. If only Zoey saw her the same loving way that the girls saw her. It would take a while, but she hopes one day she could win Zoey's love and affection back. Not that he wanted to take her away from Layla and Daniel, after all, she knew Zoey was where she was meant to be with. "Ok, honey. Have a safe and beautiful day. I will pick you up after school. Oh, and
Third Person POVThey say a person's malice can only go so far, but the truth is, some are more sinister than others and will stop at nothing to get what they want. Danny was so preoccupied, yet so happy thinking about the papers he had just been handed by Heather that he never cared to overlook what they said in their content. He went home feeling exhausted and for once, thought he could have a good night's rest. The battle with Heather was over, after all. The only thing left was to catch Vincent and Trevor. With the declaration they had gathered and the evidence Gideon had, it was enough to put them behind bars for a very... Very long time. There was only one problem for Vincent, Heather was too cunning. Her beautiful face and sexy body had kept him from thinking she could actually be a smart cookie. She had come up with a master plan to take Zoey away from Danny and Layla, all while still leaving Vincent in ruins. But she had changed her mind at the last minute. She knew Zoey wa
DanielI couldn't believe my ears. Heather had just confessed to me her husband's plan. From the corruption, he had been doing, laundering money, swindling people out of their paychecks, to secretly gambling hundreds of thousands of dollars. When he saw himself losing it all, he began to get physical with her. He was forcing her to take Zoey away from me, just to ask for money in return for her so he could save his ass. She not only had enough of him, but since his oldest daughter is old enough she had legally changed her name to her mother's last name and was fighting to take legal custody of the other daughter. "Where is he keeping Trevor?" I dared to ask, as I dialed Gideon's phone number. She hesitated for a while, looking around to make sure no one was around to see us talk. "I... I can't say anymore. They're watching us. But, the documents I gave you are enough to get them both behind bars for years. Do what's right for your family, Dan. I know you and I were no match, but I st