Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

The city moved fast. Cars weaved through traffic, horns blaring occasionally, sunlight bouncing off glass buildings in sharp reflections that made everything feel alive, restless, constantly in motion.But inside the taxi—Layla sat quietly with her fingers wrapped around the strap of her bag, her thoughts running far ahead of her, racing toward a destination she hadn’t fully prepared her heart for.Chloe’s words echoed faintly in her mind.“You’re stepping into his world.”She exhaled slowly, her gaze shifting toward the window as the buildings grew taller, more structured, more intimidating.And then—The car slowed.“There,” the driver said.Layla looked up and saw Thorne Headquarters standing tall and imposing.The kind of building that didn’t just exist—it dominated.Glass and steel stretched upward like it had no intention of ever being overlooked, its presence alone enough to make anyone pause before stepping inside.Layla swallowed slightly.Then nodded.“Thank you.”She paid

Layla’s body jolted slightly in surprise, her grip loosening as the lunchbox slipped from her hand and dropped softly onto the floor beside them.She didn’t pull away. She couldn't,not when he kissed her like that.Not when his hold tightened, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them.The kiss deepened further.Layla’s fingers curled against his shirt, holding on as if she needed the balance.“Elias—” she tried to say, but the word barely formed before he kissed her again and again,each time drawing her in deeper.He shifted slightly in his chair, pulling her fully back onto his lap, his arms wrapping around her like letting her go wasn’t even an option anymore.Layla’s breathing had changed.Her head tilting instinctively as his lips moved against hers, slower now, but heavier with something that made her chest tighten.The office—The world—Everything else faded.There was just him.Just this and the way he held her like she belonged exactly where she was.When

Elias and Layla stepped out of the private resting room together.The big luxurious suite still smelled like them — sweat, sex, and the soft scent of Layla’s skin.The silk sheets on the huge bed were still messy and wrinkled as the air felt warm and heavy.Layla’s cheeks were still a little pink.Her new dress fit perfectly, well,thanks to Serena.She felt sore between her legs in the best way. Every step reminded her of how deep Elias had been inside her, how hard he had come, how his cum had filled her up.She squeezed her thighs together secretly and smiled to herself.Elias had changed into a fresh black shirt and pants.He looked calm on the outside again, like the powerful man everyone feared but his eyes were softer when he looked at Layla.He took her hand in his. Big, warm fingers wrapped around hers. They held hands tightly as they walked out of the resting room and into the main office.Layla felt it—the weight of that simple act—as they walked forward together, their step

Liam sat on the cold metal bench in the small holding cell at the police station.The lights were too bright while the air smelled like old sweat and cleaning chemicals.His head pounded from all the alcohol he had drunk at the club with his shirt torn at the collar.His hands still shook a little.He kept banging on the bars with his palm.“Hey! You hear me? Call my dad! Ross Carter! He’ll fix this. Just call him!”The officer sitting at the desk nearby didn’t even look up at first.Liam raised his voice louder.“I said," Call my dad! Or my mom! This is bullshit. That girl was asking for it. I didn’t do anything wrong!”He stood up and kicked the bench. The loud clang echoed down the hallway.Other officers glanced over but stayed calm.They had seen drunk rich kids before.“Call them now!” Liam shouted again.His face was red as sweat ran down his neck.“I’m not staying here another minute. My family has money. You’ll regret this if you don’t call right now!”He kept making noise —

Layla stood in the kitchen, her hands still wet from washing the last plate.Her heart had been beating fast ever since Elias sent the message that he was on his way.The doorbell rang clearly through the house.Layla’s eyes widened. She quickly dried her hands on the towel and turned to her mom.“Mom, I think someone is at the door. Let me go see who’s at the door. Please.”Her mom gave her a gentle but firm look.She wiped her own hands slowly.“I already know who it is, sweetheart. Stay here. I will go welcome him myself. It’s better this way.”Layla forced a small fake smile on her face. She nodded even though she didn’t want to.“Okay, Mom.”Inside, her stomach felt tight. She wanted to run to the door, open it, and see Elias’s face first. She wanted to hold his hand for just one second before the hard talk started but she stayed in the kitchen like her mom asked.Her mom walked out of the kitchen toward the front door. Layla could hear her footsteps on the wooden floor.She stoo