Lil Peep And Layla Mga Nobela at Kwento

Layla asked breaking the hug and Sierra pouted. Aww , cute . That lovely pouty lips. "Don't call me that okay , I'm only few inches taller than you " she said , sitting on the couch . Well few? Layla is 5'5 when Sierra is almost 5'9 . But when they stand together , Sierra looks like a giant . "Anyways , come here and sit" she dragged Layla and made her sat beside . "Hmm tell me" . "So , I told you that I'm going on a date with Felix Right?" She asked Layla.

She opened her messages and Chloe’s name sat at the top of the list. Layla typed quickly. Layla: Emergency. Three seconds later Chloe replied. Chloe: What happened? Did the billionaire kidnap you again? Layla snorted as she typed again. Layla: Worse. Chloe: You kissed him again didn’t you. Layla froze,then slowly typed. Layla: How do you know me so well? Chloe: LAYLA. Layla sighed dramatically and typed back. Layla:

Her auburn weave was in a ponytail. “Hey, you. Been shopping?” Lacey asked as she pulled the white ear buds out of her ears. “Yeah, but I didn’t see anything that I wanted. I just window-shopped,” Layla lied as she walked to her friend. “Darn it. If I didn’t have to push my work out for this afternoon, I would have gone with you,” Lacey said as she lightly jogged in place. She was a few inches shorter than Layla, who was five-foot-six when she wasn’t wearing heels. She had chocolate, flawless skin, which contrasted Layla’s light, urban hue.

“Why the hell are you all taking photos and videos of my friend? Do you all have a death wish?” Chloe barked at everyone taking videos and pictures of Layla. This was her first time. Layla had never been embarrassed or framed before, she was always the one doing those things. She finally had a taste of how it felt to be in that position. Right now, all she wished desperately for is the ground to open and swallow her. Not only was her reputation at stake, but so was the company she finally got from Olivia.

Liliana stared at Layla. Liliana had grown a lot in the last two years and was now much taller than Layla. She looked down at her. "Isn't your family rich?" "You..." Layla was so mad she could hardly speak. "It's my birthday today. Don't you have a present for me?" "Nope!" Liliana did not bother with Layla anymore. She went upstairs, put away her things, changed into fresh jeans and a white shirt, and tied her hair up in a simple ponytail before heading back down.

You could tell that she was really angry from her voice. But still, Amelia did not get the person she was talking about. Chloe called almost every person she did not like a bitch so, she was not sure who she was talking about at the moment. “Who?” “That bitch, Layla!” she said the name through gritted teeth. Amelia was startled when she heard the name. When she had gone overseas, Chloe had told her that Layla had debuted as a model under the History Entertainment agency. The company was managed by her grandmother, the iron lady herself, Eva.

Oblivious of the anger already mounting within her, Xavier continued taunting her. "You know he is. And it infuriates me so much to see his hands all over you, touching you..." "Were you spying on us?",Layla asked in a dangerous low voice. Her hands fisted beside her as she thought back to the intimate moment between her and Riven. It had been so beautiful. Had Xavier been watching them? Layla's eyes flashed purple again as she realized that the beautiful moment between she and Riven had been soiled by a peeping tom.

“Hey babes, let's go make a tiktok video.” Layla looks up from her iPad then back to me, but I'm too shocked by Gianna's comment and more so because it's not the first time I've heard it. Layla runs to place her iPad safely on the little desk Caelum had someone put in the house for her and waves to me. I feign a grin, waving to both her and Gianna as they walk out.

Layla muttered and rushed to the living room where she found Zev talking with the ‘new’ guy. “You’re awake,” Zev said and gestured her to come closer to him. Layla didn’t want to, but his eyes were shooting her daggers. She knew she had to obey. “Where were you rushing?” He asked her when she sat next to him. “To hunt,” she replied quietly and stared at the ‘pretty’ guy who stared back at her. “Who is he?” Layla asked while looking elsewhere but the guy’s face. She couldn’t help but focused on his blue eyes which she found mesmerizing. “He isn’t Lucian, is he?” Layla blurted out when the guy reminded her of Lucian.

She said, her voice slow and there was a deep warning tone to it. I shivered at her words, then a smile lit up my face again and I turned to her, "I'm not going to let you ruin my special day with your eerie words, Jenny." I said and she smirked. "What do you think is so special about your eighteenth birthday, Layla?" She asked, her eyes mocking as she stared at me. I smiled even more broadly, "I get my wish," I said dreamily. "What I've been dreaming and praying to the moon goddess for years can finally come true today, my mate!"