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Layla’s pov

I scream in frustration. Why was he still bringing this up?

It’s not like he didn’t know who was doing this or why it happened. It all revolved around him.

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He should be talking to his whores to stay away from me.

But instead of blowing a fuse, I just gritted out while reaching for the door. “I’m not talking to you about this again Tyler. I said what I had to say earlier, there’s nothing more to talk about.” I ground out and tried to open the door but Tyler is quick to lock it.

I looked at him in disbelief. “Are you serious right now?” || huffed.

Gosh, how irritating can a guy be?

Irritatingly handsome. My conscience teased.

That’s it, I’m blocking my mind from contacting me.

You’re the dumbest idiot alive Layla. My conscience mocked and I nearly screamed in frustration.

Tyler was already clearly frustrating me, I didn’t need my mind to do the same.

There’s so much taunting I can take today. I need a long shower and a long nap.

I don’t need to be reminded about being a huge target for

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one of his whores.

One being Karen.

you planning to avoid me for?

takes for your whores to leave me alone!” | snapped, irritated. I just came from

see that image of that red lipstick on my locker. Their giggles behind my back. Their

didn’t need to see

to peel off

call for help.”

but don’t blame me for what will happen af ter,” Tyler said lowly in a husky

intent on wanting to get away from him and his damn

And what

shouldn’t have asked him this question because now Tyler’s smirking like he had just won three million

an inkling that he was worth

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fall to my lips and they danced. “I’ll have you swallowing my

sucked in a breath and felt the heat crawl up my cheeks though I

my eyes on his face, calling his bluff. Tyler’s lips tug up in a smirk as his fingers brush against

okay, keep your dick in your pants.” | groaned in annoyance and

and zips up his pants. “Scared you won’t be able to resist?” He

heavy frustrated breath and gritted out. “You al ways think and talk about sex. Everything is sex! God Tyler, this is why I’m being

messy hair again and breathed

Layla. We made an arrangement, a fucking sex arrangement. I’m not supposed to even care about what you feel right now and God

snaps. The cheery Tyler is

fire breathing Tyler, he’s

from the bakery I work at. It was a good thing the

We’re not supposed to care about each other! We’re not supposed to

his hot breath is feathering against my lips and until he has me trapped under his

my chest so hard and so loudly that I wondered if he could hear

lips part and my

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