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.

with her arms crossed and a hesitant look in her red

pleaded with her using my eyes

her arms like that would help her from feeling the

eyes sweeping back over to Neymar. It looks like it’s me alone

never be. Now step away.” || seethed, tilting my chin up to show my defiance and

his brows and curled his finger un der my chin.

currently slamming against my chest, I looked over at the knives on

have enough time to reach for that before ! cut off your air supply whore?” He taunted while

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

throat burns. I definitely wouldn’t have enough time to grab it before he grab

chuckles. I grit my teeth, fuming

before I can react and moves away

asshole.” I snapped in

quickly, making me stumble back a

you do if I don’t whore!?”

soft voice

like a switch, his emotions changed from anger to taunting. He opens the

it all the while looking at

the dinner.” He smirks with a month full of mushed croissants and then stalks

Mom’s still standing there which is surprising that

my head while my eyes misted with incoming tears. “I don’t know who you are any more.” I breathed out in

eyes tearing away from mine. I caught the glimpse of pain in her eyes and I wanted

right to feel any kind of pain.

knew would never make any man choke me, corner me, and touch me in this way. The mom I knew

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