Layla stood in front of a mirror as she pulled off the earrings, rings, and necklace she was putting on.It was almost morning and the coronation was over as everyone retired to their various guestrooms.She was in the room as she had requested to be left alone when the maids wanted to help her undress. Nolan was not in the room instead.She sighed deeply as she let her hair fall loosely. Carla's words, still ringing in her head.She somehow felt so jealous that Nolan was going to choose a mistress someday.Carla had stated that he was entitled to do so and Layla had read from books and watched movies where a king had over twenty mistresses.She couldn't help but cringe at the thought of Nolan being with another woman.Layla knew that jealousy was an ugly emotion, but she couldn't help but feel it as she thought about the possibility of Nolan being with someone else. She didn't want to share him with anyone, and the thought of him loving someone else made her feel sick to her stomach.

After making Layla lie on the bed. Nolan carefully laid on top of her.He stayed in a way that his weight did not weigh on her.Layla could feel the heat of Nolan's body through the thin fabric of her lingerie. It was a pleasant sensation, and she found herself wanting to feel even more of him. He began to trail kisses down her neck as he made his way to her breasts."It's so sad, this sexy lingerie will be ripped off your body.." he uttered as he used his fingertips to draw imaginary lines on her shoulders.Layla could not say anything but breathe deeply in anticipation."You should wear this more often.." he nodded his head meaningfully, still tracing his fingertips on her body."You think so?" Layla asked. Keisha gave her the lingerie. At first, she declined because it was so provocative but Keisha made sure to convince her."Yes. I'd handpick a bunch of them got you.." he laughed and ripped the lingerie off Layla's body. Too bad he had to tear it, but he swore within himself to g

"Come in, let's dig in or the food will get cold.." he uttered as they both got into the room and locked the door behind them.Nolan took Layla to the bed and he made her sit down while he served her.Layla's mouth watered at the different variety of dishes he made for her."Wow, this looks amazing," Layla praised as she surveyed the food in front of her. There was an omelet with spinach and mushrooms, a plate of fluffy pancakes with fresh berries, a bowl of yogurt with granola and fruit, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. "How did you even have time to make all of this?" she asked, genuinely impressed as it was his first time.Nolan grinned. "Let's just say I'm a quick learner," he said, winking at her. That was why there was something called the Internet."Now, dig in!""I definitely will," she grinned, taking a bite of the omelet. She had to admit, it was delicious but there was just too much salt."This is good!" She placed her hand in her mouth as she slowly chewed th

"You look happy Layla.." she began as she looked at Layla from head to toe."You should…" she said slowly, faking a smile.Layla could sense the insincerity in Carla's tone. She knew that Carla wasn't really happy for her, and she strangely didn't give a fuck about it. "Thanks, Carla," she said, trying to keep her tone polite. "I am happy, very happy about this. It's so good to know how much my mate cares about me.." Layla fired at Carla with a passive look on her face.Carla gave her a tight smile. "I'm glad to hear that. I just hope that this happiness lasts.""What do you mean by that?" Layla asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.Carla hesitated for a moment, clearly searching for the right words. "I just mean that… Well, you and Nolan can be together, but they're going to be other women in his life. His mistresses.." Carla deadpanned."That's enough Carla. It's none of your business…" Keisha snapped at Carla. She really hated how Carla refrained from minding her business."Tha

Layla sat patiently in a restaurant as she waited for Regan.After speaking with Nolan. She thought it would be best to speak with him. Besides, he deserved to know about her pregnancy.She took a look at her wristwatch and saw that it was almost afternoon. She was going to meet Nolan from here. She looked up and she saw Regan approaching her.She stood up from her chair immediately as she was very happy to receive him.Regan also looked happy as he held a smile on his face. But his smile fell the moment he saw her protruding stomach.Layla watched Regan's expression carefully, wondering what he was thinking. She knew that the news of her pregnancy would be difficult for him to take, but she hoped he would be happy for her and understand her.Regan's face was a mix of emotions - sadness, anger, and confusion. Layla waited for him to speak, but he remained silent, his expression unreadable.Finally, he spoke. "You're pregnant?" he asked, his voice quiet.Layla nodded, her heart poundi