Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 40

Layla’s pov

I rose to my feet quickly, my eyes hardening into slits. “You’re not welcomed in my room.” I spat, enraged that he thought he could just enter in my room without asking,

I didn’t know this man and I didn’t want to.

His dark eyes narrowed down on me. He was easily six feet and towered over me plenty. His bulgy muscles tensed while he closed the door behind him.

His actions had me swallowing harshly.

If he tried anything I highly doubt my mom would come to help. My phone was also in my bag. If I made a grab for it, he’d have time to get me.

My heart slammed against my chest.

There was no way out.

“That’s no way to speak to your new daddy.” He clicked his tongue.

| shivered in disgust. Unfortunately, I could not back away since backing away would only lead me to my bed.

“You will never be my father!” I sneered despite the drum in my chest

He snorted, taking another step forward, his dark gaze falling on the lingerie spilled on my bed. “Tif?” He hums. “Was it also Tif who had you out this late?”

I don’t answer him as his eyes danced with an odd gleam. “Are you a whore?” He suddenly asked, catching me off guard entirely that I nearly stumbled backward.

“What?” I breathed out in a stunned breath. —

Lifting his dark gaze to mine, he grumbles. “I do not tolerate whoring under my roof.”

I blanched in shock.

Under his roof?

Was he kidding?

He must be!

no match for him physically so I stopped and settled for a glare. “Under your roof? What makes you think because you’re sleeping with my mom this means it’s now

eyes narrowed. “Watch your tone with

out. Not only was he disrespectful but he was a lousy asshole for taking advantage of a desperate

make a move

out of my room!” I yelled, the veins in my neck feeling like they were

before he gets out he says over his shoulder. “I’m so glad we’ll be seeing so much of each other from now on,

soon as the door closes behind him, I rushed over, jumping over my bag and slamming my palms on the door. My hand go to the knob and I locked

turn around and slid down

breath I took felt impossible for the air to stay in my lungs as I

I hate it here

hair which was a mess of tangles into a bun. I looked

throat was dry and I was convinced that I could no longer produce any

like

My belly grumbles.

granola because now it might have

I ripped my gaze from my reflection to stare at the lighting

to the bed. I plopped down ungracefully

Tif, telling me that her uncle’s wife would like me to come for an interview Sunday

she chose that specific day but I didn’t care. I had an opportunity to get my life a little better. At least

my chest feeling lighter now that I had received good news. I typed her a quick thank you, falling onto

smiling at the ceiling goofily before I felt the weight

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