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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.

car until we talk Layla. How long are you planning to avoid me for? Until we graduate, until we die?” Tyler raised a brow, his hand

to leave me alone!” | snapped, irritated. I just came from work,

lipstick on my locker. Their giggles behind my back. Their

need to

at me closely, seeming to peel off every layer of emotion

scream and call for help.” I sighed, tired

me for what will happen af ter,”

despite my clear intent on wanting to get away from him and

what will happen Tyler if

this question because now Tyler’s

an inkling that

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and they danced. “I’ll have you swallowing my cock

cheeks though I was trying my hardest to not be affected by

a smirk as his fingers brush against his zipper. “Go ahead and do it, Layla.” He starts to unzip his pants slowly

| groaned in annoyance

zips up his pants. “Scared you

sex. Everything is sex! God Tyler, this

my messy hair

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

The cheery Tyler is no

like fire breathing Tyler, he’s ready to tell me words I hate.

bakery I work at. It was

We’re not supposed to care about

is feathering against my lips and

hard and so loudly that I wondered if he

and my stomach

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