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Chapter 25
The smooth texture of the white, cotton shirt tucked inside the khaki, wool pants was a breath of refreshment for Layla who used to wear rags. She tied her long, dark brown hair in a ponytail and checked herself once more in front of the mirror before leaving the room. A bright smile appeared on her face as she walked down the staircase headed to the huge, empty living room.
“Oh,” she quietly exclaimed when she saw her master conversing with another man. The men looked in her direction, and she gave them a forced smile with a timid greeting saying ‘hi’.
“Come over here, little Layla.” Zev gestured his hand, calling her to sit beside him.
Layla nodded her head and walked to sit on his side. She held her head and was surprised to be welcomed by the sharp look in her master’s eyes. “Did… did I make you wait that long?” she asked with weary written all over her fac
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“Is that Layla?” Zev mumbled to himself when he heard the high-pitched familiar scream. He knew for sure that aside from his little stupid, no other woman was in the whole peninsula. “Lucian, make sure to make the trap you set work properly,” he reminded the man who was quietly doing whatever he said.“Layla should be somewhere on the river,” the white-haired said and headed to the nearby river just a few meters ahead. “Prepare yourself, those intruders should be giving her a hard time. I want her alive, not dead,” was what Zev said before rushing to his destination, leaving the other who didn’t have enough time to respond anything.‘This should be it,’ Zev thought while looking around. There was no trace of interruption in the movement of water on the river and no signs of Layla yet.“AHH!” It was Layla’s scream from above that caught his attention. Zev quickly raised his head to check only to see the lady whom he thought was stupi
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