Layla Miller Novels & Stories

She seemed like a nice young lady. “As you already instructed that I stay in Elvis Pine with Hailey,I figured that you would still need a nurse to take care of you and your baby. Layla, here, is a trained midwife and she knows a substantial amount of medicine. However, she seems to have a certain affinity for fighting and martial arts and could also be an additional body guard to Olivia. I looked at Layla in surprise. She looked shy and dainty. I couldn’t imagine her being capable of taking on someone like Sephora. I stole a glance at André and he looked a bit uncertain as well.

Serena also pulled up Layla's return rate statistics for the team to review. "Layla not only has impressive numbers, but her return rate is the lowest. She always works with brands that prioritize quality, which is why her followers trust her choices. I've already reached out to Layla and she's interested in collaborating with our Kade clothing brand. However, her condition is that quality must be impeccable, with no issues whatsoever. She plans to send her team to audit our quality standards. I believe she's the perfect candidate for the host role. What do you all think?"

I looked down at his hand and realized he was the one crying her luggage. “Kenzal, it doesn't matter that's how we play around,” Layla stood up from the floor and walked to Kendall, “Let me reintroduce myself, I'm Dr. Mrs. Layla Brayon Juhani, the youngest director at Juhani pharmaceutical company and the only daughter-in-law to Mr Juhani,” I was proud of the way Layla introduced herself. “You married into power, good for you, you are bragging with your in-laws’ achievement but not yours or your family's achievement,” Kendall smirked.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

She shuffled down the bed with her bottom and eyed Mia for a few seconds before she walked into the bathroom. PERFICIENT INVESTMENT COMPANY, NEW YORK CITY Till Layla took her bath, dressed, and left the house, her mind wasn’t at rest. She kept asking questions, thinking she had done something wrong. Layla sighed. She took out her phone from the bag and logged into the new I*******m account ‘Layla Theodore’ created for her, and her bio was CEO of HighEnd Investment. She tapped the home page, and the first post she saw was her pictures from last night when she presented the pendant to Avery.

“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—”

“Glad to see you made it, Luna Layla, but I didn’t expect you to bring the Lycan King.” “He is my fiancé now. Why wouldn’t I have him accompany me? I’m certain this involves us both,” Layla says gracefully. She looks gorgeous in a black skirt and red silk top, paired with black heels, and her hair is pinned back in a loose bun. She looks like a sexy little secretary, and somehow that’s sexy-as-fuck. A few strands of her blond hair framing her face, her sea-blue eyes trained on the three men. “Well, this is concerning some misconduct possibly from the king’s pack-”

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But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

She pulled her hand away from him, and her steely gaze remained fixated on Demeter. “I said that’s a lie. I know you know more about my power than I do, but I know that my presence in this world didn’t cause those creatures, nor did the rebels.” Layla insisted, ignoring the looks from the three men in the room. She wasn’t going to back down. She needed the truth, and the only person that could give her that was the lady in front of her.