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.

over at us with her arms crossed and a hesitant look in her

her using my eyes

at her arms like that would help her from feeling the guilt of betraying her

my lips together, my eyes sweeping back over to

not my dad and will never be. Now step away.” || seethed, tilting my chin up to

one of his brows and curled his finger un der my chin. “And what are you going to do if

slamming against my chest, I looked over at the knives on the countertop. Neymar catches where my

supply whore?” He

stay silent, contemplating if I can actually have enough

over to the knives again and my throat burns. I definitely wouldn’t have enough time to grab it before he grab a hold of my

I grit

paper bag out of my hand before I can react and

it back asshole.” I snapped in frustration, taking a

making me stumble

you do if I

baby…” Mom’s soft voice cracks through the tense

then like a switch, his emotions changed from anger to taunting.

all the while looking at me dead in the

month full of mushed croissants and

standing there which is surprising that she hadn’t

at her and shook my head while my eyes misted with incoming tears. “I don’t

the glimpse

feel any kind of pain. She wasn’t

touch me in this way. The mom I knew would fight for me no matter what.” |

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