Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 108

Layla’s pov

My jaw pops as I glared at Neymar’s nasty smirking face. He loves getting me pissed off, I can see how much I enter tained him when I do.

“Just got back from the strip club?” He snorted, taking a step forward which caused me to take a step back involuntari

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He must’ve seen the flicker of fear in my eyes before I had time to mask it because his smirk grows and his eyes twinkled with cruelty.

| curse at myself inwardly for allowing him to see the weakness in my eyes.

His eyes fall to the paper bag I still have clutched in my hands. “What do you have here? Another set of thongs?”

| grit my teeth, sending him a disgusted glare. “It’s noth ing that should concern you.” | spat, gripping the bag tightly, and made a way to walk away. 

But mom’s words stunned me enough to stop me. “She brought croissants for dinner. Isn’t that right baby?” Mom tilts her head, looking at me innocently.

i blinked as I felt tears sting in my eyes. I knew I couldn’t trust her.

“I didn’t bring anything for anyone. Those were given to me.” Igritted out, shaking my head at her in disappointment.

Neymar looks angry at my response and approaches me. I backed away until I’m cornered.

“So are you saying that you don’t want to share with your mommy and daddy?” He taunted, his head leaning down as he grinned at me like the cat that got the milk.

“Get away from me asshole.” I hissed, tilting my head away from his face because his breath reeked of beer and weed. A nasty disgusting belly turning combination that tick led my urge to hurl.

I flinched when he reaches forward, his fingers playing with my hair. “Now that’s no way to talk to your daddy.” He said lowly and brushed some of those strands behind my ear.

mom looking over at us with her arms crossed and a

with her using my eyes

always, she disappoints me by turning away and scratching at her arms like that would help her from feeling the guilt of

back over to Neymar.

step away.” || seethed, tilting my chin up

der my chin.

chest, I looked over at the knives on the countertop. Neymar

supply

getting stuck in my throat. I stay silent, contemplating if I can actually

my throat burns. I definitely wouldn’t have enough time to grab

knows this and chuckles. I

out of my hand before I can react and moves away from me. “Thanks for dinner little whore.”

back asshole.” I snapped in frustration, taking a

around quickly, making me stumble

you do if I

voice cracks

ticked and then like a switch, his emotions changed from anger to

croissants, and then bit into it all the while looking at me dead in

again for the dinner.” He smirks with a month full of mushed

Mom’s still standing there which

at her and shook my head while my eyes misted with incoming

the glimpse of pain in her eyes

had no right to feel any kind of pain.

in this way. The mom I knew

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