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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.

to avoid me for? Until we

for your whores to leave me alone!” | snapped, irritated. I just came from work, I was tired. And I didn’t

didn’t need to see that image of that red lipstick on my

didn’t need to

closely, seeming to peel off every layer of emotion

out Tyler. Or I’ll scream and call for help.” I sighed, tired of this

will happen af ter,”

tingling instantly despite my clear intent on wanting to get away from him

my eyes.” And what

asked him this question because now Tyler’s smirking

had an inkling that he was worth more than

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

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

his fingers brush against his zipper. “Go ahead and do it, Layla.” He starts

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

up his pants. “Scared you

breath and gritted out. “You al ways think and talk about sex. Everything is sex! God Tyler, this is why I’m being threatened to stay away from

in my messy hair again and breathed out through

relationship is solely about sex Layla. We made an arrangement, a fucking sex arrangement. I’m not supposed to even care

snaps. The cheery Tyler is no

make it easier for me to pour out my frustration. I like fire breathing Tyler, he’s ready to tell me words I hate. I don’t like sappy Tyler. He’s

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care about

is getting closer to mine every second until his hot breath is feathering against my lips and until he

heart is thundering in my chest so hard and so loudly that I wondered if

part and my stomach is swirling

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