Damon's POVI slowly opened my eyes, and they landed on a sleeping Layla, she was facing me, and she looked so peaceful in her sleep. A few strands of her curly hair were in her face and I slowly reached for them and tucked them behind her ear, they were blocking my view.So much for the pillow wall because she was cuddling with the pillows, her leg crossing boundaries. I chuckled to myself as I thought of how she was against the idea of us sleeping on the same bed but look at her now.These pillows were taking too much of my space, so I took them one by one and threw them on the floor. Layla stirred in her sleep but returned to breathing normally.Thank GoodnessI reached out for my phone to check the time, and it read 02:39.DamnIf I usually got up at this time I usually took my laptop and worked but because I forgot my laptop at home, it wasn't much use.I was in too much of a hurry to get here that I forgot to take my work equipment. Besides my mother wouldn't let me work while I
Layla's POVWhen we entered the club, loud beat thrashing music was all that erupted in my ears, they were literally ringing from all this noise in here. I turned to see Quinton's lips moving, but I couldn't hear a thing, and he was just next to me."What?", I shouted near his ear. I felt like my mind was about to explode as the beats jammed into my ear drums."I said you want anything to drink?", he shouted back near my ear and I nodded. He held me by the hand and pushed our way through the crowd of glistening bodies, and we shortly made it to the bar."What can I get for you guys?", a barman smiled in our direction"A martini for the lady and a beer for me", Quinton paid for our drinks and I entwined our arms together as both our head plobbed up and down to the music coming from the center stageAfter our drinks accompanied by a couple of shots we decided to hit the dance floor and danced the whole night till I literally took my heels off. We had the night of our lives as I felt fre
Layla's POV"You-(punch) Lowlife -(punch) Piece of shit-(punch punch punch) ", Damon punched my assaulter mercilessly when he fell onto the groundMatt made his way to the other man who had pinned Quinton onto the ground before he tried to run, but Matt got to him and punched him hard on his face and abdomen while Taylor dragged the unconscious Quinton off the scene.I was laying on the ground with my vision still a little blur, but I could see Damon beating my assaulter furiously and by the pace he was going he was surely going to kill the guy as blood was already splatting in every punchI gathered some strength to crawl to them and tried separating Damon off the man, but he kept on beating him. The man groaned in pain, but Damon didn't stop."Damon, you're going to kill himPlease stop", I begged, but he didn't seem to hear or pay attention to what I was saying to him"Damon stop please", I begged again, but he kept going"Damon, that's enough", Taylor ripped him off the man, and D
Layla's POVI was still wrapped in the sheets in the morning, according to me it was a little early to get up. I couldn't sleep either, so I decided to stay in bed because a lot was on my mind.Damon walked out of the en-suite with only a white towel wrapped around his waist, water was still dripping from his body. His curly brown locks were still wet from the shower water, making him look twice as incredibly, deliciously handsome.I can't believe I just thought that....And you could see he was surprised to see me up already because he had a habit of showering early in the morning while I was still asleepI now see why ....“I didn't think you would be awake at this time”, he ran his hand in his water dripping hair, which made him look even sexier. This was the second time I saw him half naked across my innocent eyes, and he had an amazing body, to die forI'm so weak and stupidHis broad shoulders, his well-defined abs and even toned body. I was practically drooling over the sight o
Damon's POVWe got back home a few days ago, and I felt like throwing myself on the bed and sleep for the whole week, but I couldn't because my job awaited. I had been occupied with a lot of work ever since I came back, to pay for the days I had gone on the little 'vacation'.The sound of my door opening cause me to focus on it rather than the ton of paperwork I still had to go through.“Sir, Ms Crane is here to see you”, Carla stood firmly at my office doorWhat was she doing here?“Let her in”, I told her and Carla nodded her head at my request and minutes later the sound of high heels echoed towards my office. I was not very thrilled to see Ms Crane anytime soon. We ended things a few months ago, and she seemed to understand why we couldn't continue with our arrangement. I don't know why she's here.“Damon”, she said curtly as walked she closed the door behind her and walked towards me“Ms Crane”, I watched as she took a seat in front of me, titling my head to the side a little whe
Layla's POVThere were a lot of funny feelings going through my whole body all at once when Damon connected his lips with mine, making me feel things I've never felt before, but I think it had every thing to do with how he was kissing me, gently and yet very sweet. His lips were warm, minty and soft, adding just the right amount of pressure. I felt my body starting to relax a little, butterflies exploding at the pit of my stomach and I lost consciousness for a few seconds, getting lost in the moment.His hand slid across my waist, wrapping tightly around me to pick me up and placed me on top of the counter whilst not leaving my lips, just long enough until I could inhale his breath. He slipped his tounge into my mouth, exploring with urgency and I let out a soft moan, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer while digging my fingers in his hair.He groaned softly, from the back of his throat and I felt his hands travel down my body to grip lightly on my thighs before caress
Layla's POVI decided to take Troy up on his offer and call him to meet up for coffee. I stayed so long cooped up in that house I felt like the walls were driving me crazy. We were meeting up at a café that makes the most exquisite coffee downtown, Mary introduced me to this place.I ordered a latte for my morning wake-up cup as nothing jump starts my day more than coffee. I took a small sip to savor each moment the liquid danced to the back of my throat heavenly, and I closed my eyes to enjoy every second.“Still a coffee lover I see”, he jumped from behind me, and I laughed while standing on my feet to hug him“It's good to see you Lay”, he tightened his arms around me a little before we broke away from the hug and slipped into the booth opposite me“It's good to see you too”, I returned the bright smile on his face because it was honestly hard not to. “You're early, I was only expecting to see you in thirty minutes”“I didn't think I was going to find you here already, so I was wil
Layla's POV“Layla, do you know where Mary is?”, Damon asked as he was going around the house looking for something“No, have you tried checking under the table?”, I pushed my reading glasses while looking up at him, and he heaved an exaggerated sigh, causing me to laughed to myself“Does everything have to be a joke to you?”“It doesn't have to, with you around”, I took a spoonful of my delicious fruit and cream salad. “I have my hands full already”“Layla I'm serious”, he heaved yet sigh, before seeming to give up his search after turning the lounge upside down. “I'm looking for my car keys, have you by chance seen them?”“Yes I have”, I nodded my head, and he glared at me, shrugging his shoulders that I tell him where I saw them“Well?”, he put up his hands in a helpless gesture. “Aren't you going to tell me where you saw them?”“You just asked me if I've seen them by chance, not where”, I shrugged back, and he protested quietly before drawing a deep breath, exhaling sharply afterw
Damon's POVLayla and I were slowly drifting away from each other. Between our demanding jobs and raising two children, we hardly had time for ourselves, so that could be together. We were even just too busy just to sit down and have a decent conversation or catch up over dinner or a glass of wine. Things got worse when I started working at nights so that I could meet the deadlines and sent out reports and prep for meetings for the next day. By the time I got home, she was already asleep.I was really frustrated by this and there was nothing I could do about it. She loved her job, and I love when she does things that make her happy. I felt neglected, and I know I also neglect her sometimes, we were both to blame.I decided to grab lunch at a small deli across the street today, I just didn't feel like eating sandwiches for lunch. I could do with a proper double cheeseburger, and some air. Being cupped up all day in the office was tiring and suffocating. I asked Carla to take messages o
Layla's POVIt was Ava's first birthday today. She was in my arms as I stood by her nursery window, looking at the event coordinator & catering team busy decorating the backyard into a red and white Minnie Mouse theme party, and by the looks of things, they were not holding anything back, this was definitely going to be one heck of a celebration.I didn't see why we had to throw such a big party for a one-year-old, she won't remember anything and will probably be asleep most of the time. But hey, who am I to say anything?. Damon started making arrangements for this day when she was barely even six months old. Pecks of being a daddies' girl huh?"Happy birthday my angel", I kissed her temple as she tugged on her red and white dotted skirt as she looked up on me and tried to pull her pacifier out her mouth. She was always doing something with her hands, like couldn't keep still for a long time. It was the fourth time today she took of her headband and threw it on the floor and then have
Damon's POV"Layla?", I said softly and her gaze diverted to mine, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a second before she opened her mouth to speak"Who are you?"My jaw dropped, and I stared blankly at her, trying to speak, but no words were coming out of my mouth and my throat went dry."It's me", I breathed out, and she was giving me that Am I supposed to know you? Look. I felt my heart starting to beat slow. "It's me, Damon"She regained that look on her face, before I saw her lips purse into a straight line, trying to hold back a laugh, I quickly realized what she did."Very funny Layla", I faked laughed, and she laughed softly"I couldn't help it, I'm sorry", she continued laughing, and I clicked my tongue. I nearly had a reverse heart attack from that stunt. She cupped my face in her hand and caressed my cheek and smiled lazily."You look terrible", she said quietly before chuckling softly and shook her head. I laughed, taking her hands in mine and turned my head to kiss th
Damon's POV"W- what?" , I stuttered as I sat down, feeling like my legs couldn't carry me any longer. "But how? I was here just an hour ago""We don't have the exact time she was taken, but it's in the time frame between 20 and 30 minutes ago""What are you doing about it? She barely just got out of the intensive care unit, she's still fragile. She still needs medical attention", I didn't have the strength to fight anymore. I just feared for my daughters life. Who knows what can be going through the psychopath that took her, her life could be in real danger."We're doing the best we can to find her", the detective said and the monster in me awakened as I stood up to meet his gaze"How are you doing the best you can whilst you're still standing here while you're supposed to be out there looking for the person who took her?", I fired up, and he nodded his head as he motioned with his hands that I must cool down"I understand your frustration Mr Kingsley-""I don't think you do. This is
Damon's POV“Have you thought of a name yet?”, my mother walked besides me as we stood by my little angels nursery window, admiring her from afar and I wiped off the tears that were streaming down my cheek before shaking my headI felt her hands brushing me on my shoulder. “You'll have to name her soon. She needs a birth certificate”.“I know”, I folded my arms and shrugged.” I feel like it's something Layla and I have to do together. I don't know if I can-”I couldn't continue as I felt a lump growing in my throat, and I was close to crying, but I quickly composed myself.“Layla and I were thinking of naming the baby Ava if it was a girl”, I said as I turned to look at my mother, and she smiled warmly“It's a beautiful name”It's been three weeks since Layla fell into a coma. The doctors are not sure if she'll ever be able to wake up again. There's been speculations about possible swelling in the brain, but they haven't confirmed it yet. I've never felt so empty and useless in my lif
Damon's POV"I'm looking for my wife, she was rushed here a while ago, apparently she's in labor or something", I said to the receptionist still trying to catch my breath as I rushed here immediately after I got the call from my mother"What's your wife's name, Sir?", she asked as she paged through something that seemed like a records book"Layla. Layla Kingsley", I took my tie off and unbuttoned the collar button so that I could breathe properly. The receptionist scanned through the book as quickly as she could."She's in the maternity ward on 3rd floor, second door on your left", she directed, and I thanked her before running towards the elevator, frantically pressing on the up buttonWhen I got off the elevator, my mother was pacing down in the waiting area and the closer I got, I saw that Layla's door was closed, and she stopped me just when I was about to walk in"You can't go in there", she warned"Why not? My wife is in there", I prompted, but she shook her head."Because I was
Six months later....Layla's POV“I feel fat”, I mopped, looking at myself in the mirror and Damon walked behind me to kissed me on the cheek“Nonsense, you look beautiful”, he spun me around in a circle then hugged me from behind, and we looked at our reflections on the mirror. He placed both his hands on my baby bump.“You're breathtaking”, he smiled, and I couldn't help but to smile back at him. “How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?”, he asked, and I shook my head no. The level of attention I've been getting from him these past few months was just wow. Even hiccups were a big deal. I was even guided down the stairs like I'm a child. Mary monitored me 24/7 whilst he was at work and when he got back, I couldn't even breath in peace. He sometimes decided to work from home when Mary had other errands to attend to. But he was better. My father visited last month and he was worse. The constant breathing down my neck about my well-being, making sure I was eating well, exercising and
Layla's POVIt was my last day at work today and my colleagues threw me a farewell party. It was heartbreaking saying goodbye to everyone, as they wished me the best of luck on my future endeavors.Mrs Rogers, my boss made a toast about me, claiming that I was one of the best editors she's ever had, and it was hard letting me go again. Some of my colleague also made some heartfelt speeches and I tried my level best not to cry. I thanked them all for showing me kindness over the years and making the workplace tolerable.After the party, Mrs Rogers insisted I leave early so that I could finish up preparing for the move. When I stepped outside into the parking lot, Damon was outside, leaning on his car with his hands on his pockets.“Are you here to make sure that I'm actually leaving this place?”, I laughed, walking up to him and placed a kiss on his lips“No, I'm here to pick you up”, he opened the car door for me. “I'm taking you back home”“I'm not finished clearing the apartment”, I
Layla's POVDamon left a couple of days after New Years, there was an urgent meeting to discuss the years budget plans. Dylan stayed behind and insisted on spending his last remaining days of his holidays with me. Harry would pick him up on Sunday because I was due back to work on Monday. I decided to spend the last couple of days back home with my father and grandfather. I missed them terribly.Dylan and I just finished packing our bags and were now preparing sandwiches and snacks for the road“What kind of fruits do you want me to pack for you?”, I opened the fridge“Apples and pears”, he said, and I laughed to myself. This had Lelo and James written all over it. Apples were Lelo's favorite and pears were obviously James favorites. I know this because Dylan wasn't a fan of eating fruits that much, I had to literally beg him to at least eat a fruit a day.“Since when do you like apples and pears?”, I questioned, and he rested his face on his tiny fingers on the counter“Auntie Lelo a