| Been Through A Lot

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 

I stared at Layla like a man obsessed. Even if she tried, she'd never be able to measure the depth of my hurt... and love for her. But I was going to tell her. Show her. And make damn sure she feels it all. With a gentle tug, I pulled her closer. "You didn't just hurt me. You fucking destroyed me. What you left behind was something much worse than mere scars, Layla." I stepped forward, leaving no space between us. "Ever since you left, I tried to forget about you. To get over you. But guess what?" I softly brushed my knuckles down the side of her face. "I'm still not."

A rush of air escaped her, the warmth of her breath wafting across my lips. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to tear her clothes off and remind her of what we shared with every thrust of my cock. But we had Daddy Dearest to face first. And God knew, my dad was probably on the verge of bursting an artery—he and Antonio both.

"Come on."