Chapter 4Layla’s POV“I—I-ah” I stammered, unable to utter a word or even cover myself. His dark eyes didn't snap away in politeness. Instead, they darkened instantly, dropping down from my shocked face to slowly, deliberately rake over every single inch of me. He looked at the heavy weight of my chest, the way my nipples were tight from the cold air, down to the neat, bare skin of my pussy, and all the way down the lush, heavy span of my legs before dragging his gaze all the way back up to my eyes.A heavy, visible shudder went through his chest. His jaw tightened so hard the muscle ticked, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.The shopping bags slipped from his fingers, hitting the carpeted floor with a soft thud.He didn't apologize or turn around. Instead, he took a slow, heavy step toward me, his intense, predatory focus never leaving my face. The sheer, unadulterated lust radiating off him was a physical force, pinning me to the floor as he closed the distance
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