Gideon And Layla Novels & Stories

“Layla.” “No, hear me out! He’s a private gynecologist. Dr. Jay Lee. He’s discreet. Professional. Smart as hell. And he looks like a Korean actor, I doubt you’ll be needing any touching to get wet.” I blinked. “So, hot.” “So hot he could bring a nun out of celibacy.” “Layla.” “I’m serious!” she laughed. “He helped me once. You know… when I had that little ‘reaction’ to my ex’s latex kink—”

That was the obsession that he gained after Layla left him. Layla had always told him how much she wanted to have such a perfect body, similar to a Greek goddess, the one that fit the measurement for the Golden Ratio number. They used to check her body measurements once and she came as close as scoring over ninety-seven per cent accuracy towards the number. For years, Layla had been the Greek goddess that conquered his heart. Until he met Ashley and found out that she matched the Golden Ratio number perfectly, with almost one hundred per cent accuracy and that blew his mind entirely. Because he was convinced that no one could ever have that number.

“But wait a minute this is too good to be true, this can’t be what you wanted to say alone. Are you playing with me?“ Fey asked. “I am not joking, this is the truth, there is nothing I stand to gain from lying to you,” Layla replied and tried to hug her. “No, I can’t take that from you, there is something more to this, I am not a fool Layla,” Fey said and moved away from her, “I know when things are not right with you, and this is the exact look you are giving, this can't be what they what asked in return for my release, I know I am the bait in this game and I want to know their catch, what did you guys agree on?” she asked.

“There’s… so much I need to tell you.” I crossed my arms, bracing myself. “Then tell me.” She bit her lip, tears sliding down her cheeks. “I fell in love. I thought he was the one. And then I got pregnant. But he left me, Layla. He disappeared. I had no one. I wanted to run away from it all, but I couldn’t. That’s when Xavier stepped in. He told me we’d pretend to get married. At the last moment, I was supposed to disappear, and he promised he’d take care of everything. It wasn’t love. It was… an arrangement. He wanted his father off his back. I wanted a way out.”

She stopped and fixed her eyes on me as if to say 'that's all. I buried my face into my hands at the thought of Jacob being genuinely in love with Layla. The horrible things Layla had claimed he said to her wasn't him but Hathor. "Nice story, Hathor," I moaned sarcastically. "I enjoyed every bit of it." "I'm sorry, Hermes." I lifted my hands from my face and tried to push the foreboding thought of Layla being with Jacob at the hospital. "What about Hunt? Figured anything yet?"

He said with a calm tone to me. "I'm new here" I answered. I struggled with fighting back the tears that tried to roll down my eyes, maintaining my charisma before him. But I felt his fingers on my chin, lifting my face up and causing me to peer into his eyes before he asked me again, "What is your name?" "Layla" I responded with a shaky tone, trying to redirect my eyes to something else. "Layla Caldwell" I said with a low tone. He smiled at me, and he released my hand from his hand, turned to his men and signalled them with the move of his eyebrows to follow after him. He wore a wide smile on his face as he patted me on the shoulders as he walked away, speaking to his men.

“J?” “Lyra?” the man muttered too, shock written on his face. Both stared at each other for quite a while enjoying the intoxicating scents of each other while being lost in each others eyes. The chemistry, arousal and sexual tension was thick in the air.One could even taste it. Lyra’s Dad knew better than to let them continue their ogling. “Hm-hm” he cleared his throat. “You know each other?” “Yes” Lyra said breaking the stare. I met him back at the New York. The Crescent Pack.

My throat got tighter, my hands became moist, and I couldn't eat properly although the food was really nice. "Layla McDermott, I want us to be more than friends, partner, whatever we are now, I just want us to be more, I can't stop myself from thinking about you,I know my father did some bad things to your family but I'm not my father, I can never hurt you, I am in love with you" He's says. I was dumb founded I didn't know know what to say, my silence kills him but still a lot was going through my mind.

“But he’s gone, so you are the only-” Quade simply ignores me, his eyes on Layla. “That boy’s name was Jared Blackwell.” Well, fuck.

“It makes the most sense. After all, your treatment of the second in command of Starfall has been atrocious.” I open my mouth. Then I close it. Yes, I had been under the influence of Camila’s magic, but I can’t deny I did act unforgivably. “The two of you are fighting over a running hare,” Layla says, no longer in Vincent’s arms and looking back and forth between us. “Who says Starfall wants to join a kingdom? We’re doing just fine as an independent colony.” She pulls out her phone and sends a text while explaining, “Leona needs to be here for this.”