Layla's POV
Quinton and I spent a lot of time together, and I enjoyed his company. He was so easy to talk to, funny, sweet and caring, did I mention he was cute? When we talked, it was mostly about him because well, there wasn't much to say about me.
He had so many dreams and ambitious that I couldn't imagine someone his age would have. Hell I didn't even have those kinds of dreams when I was his age. It was all about finishing high school, then college and getting my degree. But I had to get married a few weeks after my graduation ....talk about a burst!
He wasn't interested in joining the family business he wanted to do his own thing, which fascinated me. He was really into music and was very techno savvy.
The first week of his stay we went almost everywhere, from historical sights to malls, eating out and taking long drives
He was such a great guy, and he also had a bubbly personality. He often told me about this girl he liked from school but how he can't man up and tell her how he feels about her. He had so many pictures of her on his phone, it was kinda creepy but sweet at the same time, mostly creepy.
“It's not about telling her how you feel, sometimes you just have to show her”, I once told him when he treated me out for some ice-cream at the public park
“Wise words”, he smiled.” I wonder how Damon ended up with someone as amazing as you”
“He just got lucky I guess”, I said quitely after keeping quiet for a good minute, hoping he didn't hear me but he did
“Hell yeah. Reaallly lucky”, he nodded in agreement and I laughed.
Why couldn't Damon be more like him?
“Where the fuck have you two been?!”, Damon barked as soon as we walked through the door. He was sitting on the staircase.
“We went to eat out. Chill “, Quinton shrugged as he walked past him to pour himself a glass of water.
“Chill?”, he prompted, standing on his feet. “I was worried sick about you. You were not even answering your phones”
All bark but no bite.
“As you can see, we are fine. Stop being such a control freak”, Quinton spat as he ascended up the stairs and Damon groaned as his gaze fixed on me. That's my cue now.
I looked away from him by actually shielding my eyes with my hand as I walked past him. I reached the top of the staircase without falling cause his burning stare was on me the entire time, but I was forcefully grabbed and my back was pushed against the wall. He was so close to me, it kinda scared me.
“I see you are getting real close with my brother Layla, too close”, he warned as his eyes darkened
“Yeah so? What is it to you?”, I stood confidently, and he let out a bitter laugh before being serious again. O-kay, now I'm shaking
“I don't like sharing “, he growled, and I was unquestionably surprised by this
Sharing who? Quinton? Because hell would freeze over if he was talking about me.
“I'm sure you don’t”, I retorted, loud enough for him to hear
“Listen to me Layla. I want you to stay away from him, or else-”
“Or else what Damon?”, I challenged and a huge smirk appeared on his face
“You don't want to take me on woman. I'm warning you”, his voice was laced with venom with his eyes still dark.
“Let me go”, I tried to wiggle myself out of his tight grip, but it didn't work. I resorted to hitting him on the chest with my free hand, and he let go of me. I shoved him backwards before strolling to my room.
Quinton's POV
I was listening to music through my headphones before someone took them off, literally ripping them off my head. “What the fu-”, I quickly stood up, but a hand forced me to sit down again.
Damon
“What the fuck man?”, I scowled as I stood again up to meet his gaze
“We need to talk”, he said throwing my headphones on the bed then folded his arms
“Well couldn't you just said so?”, I asked, and I was about to continue, but he cut me off
“I want you stay away from Layla”, he snapped, and I raised my eyebrow at him
“Why?”, I questioned, and he scoffed bitterly
“Don't act dumb. You know Layla is my wife, and you're all of a sudden all buddy-buddy with her. We both know what you're doing, which is invading my territory”.
Oh, how
“Your territory huh?”, I rose my eyebrow. “You acting like a jerk toward her, and now she's your territory?”
“She is wearing my wedding ring which makes her Mine”, he enunciated in a cold tone
“Listen, I know about your little agreement okay?”, I saw how his face frowned in realization of how much I knew about their relationship. “So there's absolutely no reason to start acting like you care about her”
“Quinton”, he growled as he pulled me towards him, and he towered above me. “You have no freaking clue about what's happening between Layla and I, so I suggest you keep your mouth shut”
I could annoy him further, but I chose not to. It was clear what was going on here.
“Wait, you're jealous”, I smirked. “Aren't you?”
“Don't be fucking ridiculous”, he scoffed before he let out a nervous laugh. “Fuck no”
“Could have fooled me”, I laughed. “I'm sorry your majesty, but I can't stay away from Layla. I like spending time with her and there's nothing you can do to stop me”.
“Quinton, I'm warning you-”
“Layla is just like a sister to me Damon, I wouldn't even dare try anything with her”
“A sister?”, he blinked multiple times. The word, sister seemed to be the only word that he picked up from my words.
“Yeah. She's my sister-in-law, isn't she?”, I rose an eyebrow and his face soften.
“Yes she is”, he ran his hands through his hair and took a deep breath. “I'm sorry. I don't normally overreact like that. I don't know what came over me”, he scratched the back of his neck.
“It's called jealousy big brother. J…e…a…l…o-”, I spelled it out, and he threatened me with a slap.
“Shut up you idiot”, he hissed before he walked out of my room and slammed the door behind him.
“Tsk tsk tsk”, I shook my head before laughing as I put back on my headphones. “The things people do when they're in love”
Damon's POVI walked into my building and today I felt like greeting no one, even if I greeted it would be a cold morning or just wave a little. Usually my employees would be the one's that forced to somehow greet me and today I wasn't interested. I wasn't in the mood to talk or see people.“Cancel all my meetings for today”, I ordered as I walked to my receptionists desk and her eyes widened at my demand before she took out her diary and started paging through it“But sir, that's what you said yesterday and all the meetings were postponed to today. I can't keep cancelling them”, she put her diary down and placed her hands on her hips.“Carla please for once, just do as you're told”, I deadpanned as I slowly past her desk and walked towards my office, and she let out a long exaggerated heavy sighAs I continued walking, a pair of high heel sounds started following me and whoever it was, she definitely couldn't walk in heels. The clicking of the heels didn't make that rhythm Layla usua
Layla's POVAt that moment I felt that I swallowed too quickly, not giving the ice cream enough time to melt in my mouth. I felt ice cream bolus slip into the wrong pipe and I started coughing while hitting myself on the chest. Damon came closer and started rubbing my back.Did I hear him right?"What did you say?", I asked between coughs and a smile played on his lips once more"You want me to repeat that now or after this little drama queen stunt of yours?", he said motonously, and I threw him a glareHe thinks I'm faking it?"Damn you", I said after my last drama queen choke, and he handed me a glass off juice to get rid of that tingly feeling I had in my throat"As I was saying", he continued as I put down the empty glass on the table"I want you", he trailed off again as he smirked "-to be my personal assistant", he finished off as my eyes widened"Want me?""I need you to be my P.A", he rephrased.Is he kidding me?"What?""You heard me""No""What do you mean No?""I don't want
Damon's POVThe guys and I decided to go out tonight. It was a Friday night, so it's a boys night out. Besides, I needed to get the hell out of that house, since I was practically invisible in my own space.Quinton was back from visiting his high school friend and things went back to normal again. I just felt like puking my guts out when I saw him and Layla getting closer every day.“Finally”, Matt and Taylor chorused as I walked through the bar doors“Sorry guys, had some things to do before coming here”, I sat down, and they had already ordered some beer for me. I could do with something cold right now.“Do any of that stuff involve your gorgeous wife?”, Matt winked“No, but I think some of that stuff will have to do with me punching your teeth out”, I hissed, and he roared with laughter“So, how are you holding up?. Any more fist fights?”, Taylor asked whilst sipping his beer.“I don't wanna talk about it”, I sighed, he and Matt looked at each other“What's with the questions? I ca
Damon's POVI woke up, and it felt like a knife was piercing through my skull. I had the worst throbbing pain ever and had a sour taste in my mouth. I felt like hell. I tried getting up but because I was drowsy, I ended up hitting my knee cap on the edge of the table.ShitI cursed aloud as I grabbed my knee to ease the pain. I hate hangover. I just wished someone would invent some kind of alcohol enjoyable to drown the sorrows in, but doesn't have the after effects of hangover.After I felt strong enough to attempt to walk again and limped my way to the kitchen. As I reached the kitchen a heart stopping view was before my eyes.Layla...was cooking breakfast while dancing to probably her favorite song because her earsets were plugged in her earsShe was all over the kitchen, jumping around like an idiot as she prepared what seemed like pancakesI would never let her know that I loved pancakes, because she may sprinkle spices all over them and this time she would probably send me strai
Layla's POVI woke up today and felt like doing absolutely nothing. I wasn't actually doing anything, but today I just felt like sitting all day in my room wearing my PJ's and watch a series on Netflix or something.I spend the entire day in my room. Mary came to check up on me. She was indeed worried, but I brushed her off by telling her that I think I'm coming down with something, so she bought me something to eat because she was concerned that I wasn't eating well.Just when I was about to tune into another episode, cuddling with one of my pillows, the door burst open“Okay. That's it”, Quinton stormed into my room, holding his hands up before placing them on his hips“Have you ever heard of the term knock?”, I asked sarcastically, and he stroked his chin whilst posing to think“No, not really”, he came to sit near me on the bed, already helping himself to my snacks. “What's wrong? Are you okay?”“Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?”, I raised an eyebrow at him.“Well I don't know”, he shrugg
Layla's POVQuinton and I got back from our daily routinely jog in the mornings, and I was always faster than him. He always came back panting like a little dog whilst I was breathing normally.“How do you do that?”, he struggled to catch his breath before he gulped down a bottle of water. “Make working out look so effortless?”“It just comes naturally I guess”, I stretched my arms“Well sweets, you're really good”, he chuckled whilst breathing heavily. We continued talking and laughing as we chilled in the lounge.“Quinton, could you excuse us for a minute?”, Damon emerged out of nowhere, and he was holding his phone. He was dressed in his normal office attire which meant he was going to work that day. He had recently started working from home these past few days.... I don't even know why.“Yeah sure. I'm going to take a shower”, Quinton ascended up the stairs.“So what's up?”, I asked Damon as he sat beside me“I need you to be ready by 7:30pm tonight”, he said sternly, and I furrow
Layla's POVWe arrived at the gala event, and it was really beautiful but suffocating at the same time. I really did not like to be around a crowd of people. Quinton immediately disappeared in that very crowd the second we walked through the doors, promising he'll be back as soon as he could after he rubs shoulders with people that could be potentially interested in investing in his studio.Damon kept his arm around my waist all the time as if he was possessive over me or something, and it was somehow uncomfortable because I felt like a caged bird in a huge crowd of people"Damon Kingsley", a middle-aged man called after Damon, and he turned with a smile on his face with extending his arm for a handshake"Rob", his lips spread into a smile. "It's nice you see you""You bastard", Rob pretended to be mad. "What's this I hear you got married, and I didn't even get an invitation?""It was a last minute thing", Damon turned to look at me. "We couldn't wait to get married. A spur of the mom
Layla's POVWhen Damon dropped me off home last night I locked myself in my room, and it seemed he returned to the gala alone. When he returned he brought back some company because there were sounds of a woman giggling and muffled kisses in the hallway all the way into Damon's room....another Scarlet.I made my way to the kitchen to make myself some cereal and Mary was giving me the pity-full eyes, but I covered my hurt off with a smile to reassure her that I was okay"Are you okay?", she asked worriedly as I nodded a little"Yeah, I got everything I need right here", I referred to the cereal I was eating, and her features softened as she rubbed my shoulders from behind."It's all going to be okay, this too shall pass", I nodded again at her words before dropping my eyes to the bowl in front of meMinutes later, Damon walked into the kitchen and I looked up, thinking it was Quinton but then my face dropped in disappointment when I saw it was him instead. We locked eyes for a few secon