DAMIEN "Layla," I lifted her as soon as I noticed that she had passed out. She must be exhausted from the news. I was told her father set up the mission all alone. I wonder what went wrong. I took her upstairs to my room. I placed her on my bed. This is where she'll be staying from now on. I placed my hand on her forehead. She's okay. I kissed her forehead. I checked for any updates on my phone. News from Italy. Explosion at Marino's mansion. I'm guessing he did something crazy. I can't bear to see her sad. I don't want to see her sad. I'm gonna feel so awful. Why? Why the fuck is all this happening? What's the point of the fight?The men must have returned to town. I tugged her in. I walked out of the room. I walked towards the stairs. Before I could get to the stairs, I noticed one of the men walking towards me. He sighed. "What exactly happened?" I asked. He sighed. LAYLA My eyes fluttered open, praying to God it was all a dream. I got out of bed and walked towards the doo
ANDREA Jacob and I walked down the street, holding an ice cream. I licked mine, and he just stood there Luke he was holding another one for me while looking at me. I can't help but admire his height. He's tall. I looked at him. "How tall are you?" I asked. He gave me an eye smile. "6'5. Why? Are you embarrassed that I'm way taller than you?" He asked. I shook my head. He may be taller than my brother, but Milo is 6'2. "I like it," I replied. He nodded. We walked towards a park. I watched as children played with their friends. "Why do you want to have sex with me?" He asked. I turned to face him, shocked by his question. I sighed. "You can't just say you wanna have sex with me," he said. "I like you....." I said. He raised a brow. "I think I'm falling....." I trailed off, feeling goosebumps all over my body as I felt like I was confessing. He stepped closer to me."You're falling for me?" He asked with a smile on his face. I looked away from him. He held my chin lightly. "T
FELIX I stayed in the bathroom for a whole hour. I don't like getting angry at Austin, especially when he brings up topics like this. He knows me too well to know that I don't like him saying stuff like that. I got on my feet from the bench and walked towards the door. I opened it and walked into the room. I slowly looked up to see that he wasn't here. I looked around for his phone, but it wasn't here. My mind departed to something else. What if he left? I rushed towards the closet and walked in. He had taken his luggage and clothes. He left. Why the fuck did he leave? Is it because of what I said?I grabbed my phone and dialled his number. It rang a couple of times but he didn't bother picking up. I scoffed. What the fuck? I grabbed a shirt and put it on. I grabbed my Croc and walked towards the door.On my way downstairs, I kept trying to call his number till I made it to my car. I hopped in and drove straight to his family's mansion. I don't know why he sometimes thinks stupid
THIRD PERSON'S POV Arianna rushed to her mother's room. She knocked on the door, panicking. Alessia, on the other hand, was calling Milo on the phone. Their Mom rushed towards the door and opened it. She opened it. Arianna hugged her immediately. "What's the problem?" She asked. "Mom......" she cried. "Andrea hasn't come home now," Arianna cried. The fear of anything happening to her younger sister was gathering her frame. Angela panicked immediately. "She's not yet home?" She asked. Arianna shook her head. Angela grabbed her phone and dialled her husband's number. It rang twice before he picked up. *Yes, my love?* he said on the phone. She panicked. "I told you it wasn't a good idea to let Andrea out by herself. She hasn't come home yet." She replied. *What? This is past nine,* he said on the phone. She held Arianna close to her. Alessia came over with the phone to her ear. "Milo isn't answering," she cried. Arianna hugged her closer. *I'll try his number immediately,* t
LAYLA I couldn't do anything in this house. I didn't find anything that could keep me sane except for a book. My mind has been locked up in this book all day. It was peaceful now that he was not home. I wonder why Dad wants to see him? My mind trailed back to the slap that Damien landed on my face. I should tell Dad. I grabbed my phone and dialled my Dad's number. It rang twice before he picked up. "Hey, Dad," I started. *My princess, what's the matter?* he asked. I sighed on the phone. *Is there a problem, baby?* he asked. I gulped. I should just say it. "Damien slapped me," I spilt. He went silent. I heard a sigh. *I knew something bad was gonna happen,* he said. I sighed. "I'm so sorry, baby, but I promise you he will never lay a hand on you ever again," he said. I frowned at his words. "What do you mean by that?" I asked. He sighed. *He told me.....indirectly.....I could tell from his face that he had done something wrong,* he said. He felt bad? *We'll meet up tomorrow,
LAYLA My eyes fluttered open. I looked around the room. I sighed when I realised he wasn't here. I can't believe Damien slapped me. I sobbed as soon as it hit me that Damien had slapped me. I covered my face and sobbed. Who knew that one day, life would turn out to be like this? It's so ironic. As soon as I heard the door open, I cleaned my face. I looked away from him. I can't let him see my face. He cleared his throat. "You're awake....." He trailed off. I held back the tears as I realised he didn't feel any remorse. "I'm....heading to your father's condo. He's leaving after tomorrow and wanted to see me," he said. I want to go with him, but I refuse to say a word. I bit my bottom lip, holding back the tears. When he noticed I wasn't gonna answer him, he turned around and walked away. As soon as he stepped out of the room, he shut the door. That's when I burst into tears. It's true. He doesn't care about me anymore. All this while, I thought that there was a slight chance