Layla's POV“Layla, you have visitors downstairs”, Mary peeked into my room and I turned to look at her“Who is it?”A smile crept onto her lips. “It's best if you come see for yourself”I ran down the stairs and there was no one there and walked into the kitchen where I found Mary drying the dishes. I folded my arms and walked towards her with my brow raised.“I never thought you do pranks Mary”She laughed. “Harry took them for a tour outside in the garden”“Them?”Before she could answer me, the front door opened“It's so beautiful”“Thank you, Harry”Seeing who they were the second they walked in, I screamed while jumping up and down, and they joined in, squealing in excitement as I ran up to them for a group hug. My girls were here.“Why didn't you tell me you guys were coming?”, I was still trying to catch my breath from all that screaming the second we released each other “And ruin the surprise?”, Stacy raised a brow and I shushed her up playfully before hugging them again ind
Damon's POV"Sir, you have a very special visitor today", Carla notified as she stood on the doorway of my office, excitement evident in her voice a little"Who?"Her lips curved up in a smile. "Your brother, Quinton"."Does Quinton have an appointment?", I asked mischievously, and she frowned for a second. "Just because he's my brother it doesn't mean he has to get any special favors Carla"She heaved a sigh, placing a hand on her hip. "I didn't think he has to have an appointment to see his older brother""I'm just kidding", I laughed. "You can send him through", she nodded her head in agreement and closed the door behind her. Minutes later Quinton walked in my office with a smile on his face, I couldn't tell whether he was mocking me or he was actually happy to see me resulting from our ahem, recent encounter where I beat his ass for putting Layla's life in danger."Has your receptionist always been this weird?", he twisted his lip to the side as he sat down. "She's been grinning a
Damon's POVLayla stirred a little in her sleep before fluttering her eyes open, and I turned my head a little to look at her to her lips turning into a smile the second our eyes met. Last night was just magical, but it was more about her, I wanted her to have the best experience she possibly can so that her first time was memorable.“Good Morning”, she tucked her head underneath my chin, cuddling closer to me and I wrapped my arm around her, trailing my fingertips up and down her bare back“Good Morning my beautiful wife”, I planted a kiss on her forehead and she looked up at me. “Did you sleep okay?”“Like a baby”, she laughed softly. “How bout you?”“I haven't slept like that in years”, I smiled before scooping her in my arms, and she let out a grasp, holding onto the covers tighter around her“What are you doing?”“We're going to take a shower together”, I got from the bed with her. “Is that a problem?”“Um,” he dropped her eyes for a second, fiddling with her fingers nervously. “
Layla's POVIn the early hours of the morning, we got a call from Scarlet, telling us her water just broke, and she was on her way to a private hospital to deliver the baby. Damon and I made our way to the hospital as soon as possible.Arriving at the hospital, we had to wait in the waiting room because Scarlet didn't want any company whilst giving birth and I suddenly became a bundle of nerves as more time passed by, and we didn't hear anything from any of the nurses or doctors. I didn't even know why I'm nervous, or was it because I worried about Scarlet and how she's doing in there whilst giving birth to a baby that I'll have the privilege of calling my son? Or that she'll change her mind and decide to keep the baby? Or that from today onwards our lives are going to change forever?"Layla", I stopped tapping my leg nervously on the floor to look at him, and he squeezed my hand entwined with his a little. "Everything is going to be okay, relax""I can't", I stood to my feet and pace
One year later...Damon's POV“Layla?”, I shook her gently as she fell asleep on the rocking chair in Dylan's nursery“Huh?”, she rose up whilst rubbing the sleep of her eyes and she barely could keep them open to look at me“What's wrong, is Dylan okay?”, she asked before something seemed to suddenly dawned on her. “Oh my God, I was supposed to feed him and I just fell asleep here-”“Layla”, my eyes softened when I saw the condition she was in, she was beyond exhausted. I could even see the bags under her eyes for putting pressure on herself to look after Dylan herself.“Don't worry, I heard him whimpering, and I fed him his bottle, burped and put him to sleep again. He's okay”, I pulled her for a tight hug and kissed her forehead. “I think we should go back to bed”She shook her head. “I can't, I think he's coming down with something and I have to stay up to check up on him-”“I'll look after him tonight, you really have to get some rest. You'll collapse from exhaustion”.“I'm okay”
Damon's POVLayla wasn't talking to me, well she was but not as before. It was either she answered what I asked her specifically or asked closed ended questions and I missed talking to her about the little things. All this started the second Amber stormed into my office and oddly enough, Layla didn't ask me anything about her to this hour.“Look, I know you're probably wondering what happened this afternoon at the office”, I turned to look at her. I couldn't sleep, the whole thing was weighing so heavily on me, and it killed me knowing that Layla wasn't talking to me because of it, she wouldn't say it, but I know her.“I'm really not interested”, she turned a page of this new book she started reading and continued reading“Layla, I'm talking to you”“I listen with my ears Damon”, she looked at me for a while and closed her book for a second. “Not with my eyes”“It would be a lot better if you just looked at me”“What difference is it going to make?”, she rolled her eyes, removing her
Layla's POV“Thank God you are okay”, he breathed out relieved. If I wasn't scare enough a few minutes ago, now I was panicking.“What's going on here Damon?”“Daniel kidnapped you”, he sighed heavily, and I remembered that Daniel was the last person I saw before I lost consciousness“How are you able to get to me?”“Well I kidnapped you back”I plopped down the bed. “Huh?”“There's no time to explain everything. Keep that phone close to you, bear in mind that you are safe there”, before I could ask another question, he hanged up, and I was left with my mouth hanging open.My heart sank deeper into my rib cage when I heard the sound of the door being unlocked againYou are safe thereHow I'm I safe when I'm nearly close to having a heart attack each time the door unlocks. My heart pounded heart against my chest, suddenly having a heavy feeling in my stomach. Was it the guy wearing a balaclava again?The door was pushed open, and I nearly closed my eyes shut, I was afraid but on the ot
Troy's POV“She's pregnant”, I finally breathed out when this idiot didn't get it even after the multiple hints I gave him, then after I said that, a long, long silence followed afterwards“Damon, are you still there?”, I asked as it seemed he hanged up on me and I heard him draw a breath“Yeah, yeah”, he sounded like he needed a minute to process everything. “I just- I need to speak to Layla”“Sure, hold on so that I can give her the phone-”“No, not over the phone. I need to see her”.“Damon, we talked about this man, not only will you be endangering her life, you're going to endanger all of our lives here”“It's really important that speak to Layla, please”, he begged and believe you me, I was touched. It's not everything I get begged, especially by Damon, and he sounded desperate.“No”“No?”, his voice boomed at the other side of the line. “What do you mean no?”“You'll see Layla when it's safe to see her”“Troy-”“I just wanted to let you know that she's pregnant”“I just need-”,