Layla’s pov

There was a loud banging sound that rouse me awake. It was a Saturday morning, early morning.

The sun was already peeking through the cracks of the curtains. But the sun wasn’t the usual scorch of the afternoon sun, it was the slight brush of morning.

Saturday morning…..

Oh. My first day babysitting Daff!

I’m rather thankful for that disturbance in my sleep. If it hadn’t roused me awake I’d no doubt miss half the day sleeping judging by how exhausted my body currently still felt.

And what had caused the exhaustion….

I lifted myself on my elbows and looked down at my phone. A furious blush no doubt hotter than the morning sun kissed my cheeks as I remember what happened last night.

Tyler.

Moaning.

Grunting.

Cumming.

I had fallen asleep. I groan lowly in embarrassment. Had I truly fallen asleep after I had come

Judging by the yawn that fluttered out of my mouth and the sleep lines I could feel on my cheek, then yes, I indeed had fallen asleep. How humiliating..

I cupped my cheeks looking down at my cracked phone. Gosh, I can’t believe who I had been last night. Yes, who I had been, because surely the person last night did not feel like me.

didn’t act like how I’d normally act. I was like

off the bed, completely aware that I was still bare. I walked to my closet and put on what I normally wear during the day. An oversized

my bed, picking up my phone. Biting into my lower lip, I messaged Tyler asking him

remember if we did set a

a few seconds. Oddly having me thinking he was waiting for

I opened the text.

to be somewhere before nine so can

with the time and a bit shaky

was typing.

somehow. Which

one of the sessions. I shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by his vague replies and the

this was nothing but our arrangement

the time. It was only seven thirty, which gave me enough

time to have a nice long

my room, heading to the kitchen. I was still so hungry but I had gotten used to that hunger and

the pipe, letting the water wash out the white powder she probably threw in the

rid the sting in my eyes as I wondered how

what I had been going through and had magically placed an apple or two

fridge empty except for a

“Good morning dollface.”

my back stiffening as I keep my hand on the fridge, unsure if to turn around

I felt his presence too close for comfort and turned just in time before his hand could brush

I sneered, glaring at him as I backed away from him. Again with his size,

then again I was backing away to some

roamed over my frame and I quickly

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255