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Chapter 11: Jared

F*ck Me. She looks like a virgin in that getup. I want to defile her.

"What’s up, man?" Chester raises his head as he speaks. He’s still too close to Layla for my liking. He shouldn’t be breathing the same air as her.

I grip the banister. "The boys want you."

Layla hasn’t moved. Her chest is still, and I question if she’s breathing. What is she doing here?

"In a minute." Chester looks away from me.

My hand tightens on the banister, and it creaks under my grip. "Now, Chester."

His focus is back on me. He grinds his jaw, but he nods as he walks away from Layla, giving me more relief than I should feel.

Chester juts out his chin and narrows his eyes in question as he makes his way down the stairs. I stop him before he passes me. "Don’t ever put your hands on her again." My voice is low, deadly.

"If you so say, Jay." Chester doesn’t like my request.

I grin. "I do say so."