Chapter 9

25.8K 811 275
                                    

I could not believe what I was seeing in front of me

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I could not believe what I was seeing in front of me. Out of everything, this was not something I had expected to be happening behind these closed doors.

Why was I surprised though?

I don't know what I was expecting to see in his office, maybe him hard at work plotting a kidnapping scheme, him counting his money, a dead body or better yet him holding someone at gun point.

Those all seemed like better situations compared to the one I had just walked in on.

The blonde on the ground only glanced over her shoulder once to see who was there, and when she saw it was me, she only smirked, then turns back around and got back to business.

Was that supposed to make me jealous? Had this bitch lost her mind?

Emilio on the other hand seemed unaffected and unfazed by the situation. He was now looking at me with a cocky smirk, with the blonde still sucking him off.

"What do you want?" he let out through a groan.

What was I supposed to say? 'Oh hey I just came in here to let you know that what had happened between us was a mistake and it won't happen again'.

He obviously couldn't give too shit about what had happened, so why was I still standing here.

Deciding against answering him, I spun on my heel and exited his office, slamming the door close behind me.

I felt used and dirty. I wanted to beat myself up for thinking that maybe he did care.

I had no idea why I felt an attraction towards him. Maybe it was because he was the most male attention I had every received.

I mean he clearly knew his way around the bedroom if he could make me cum with just his fingers. Plus he was the first guy to ever touch me like that, the first guy that ever made me cum. What was I saying? Of course he was the first guy to make me cum, because I was a virgin, who didn't have time for guys or relationships.

I had this whole scenario of what would happen in my mind, of me entering into his office and telling him that what had happened was a mistake. Instead of agreeing with me, he would tell me that it wasn't a mistake and that he felt something for me.

I laughed a little at that incredulous idea that I had formed in my mind. Stupid, stupid Layla.

I watched too my movies and read too many books, because those shit lie.

People don't just change overnight.

I keep forgetting that I don't want to be here and I'm being held against my will.

Suddenly an idea popped up in my mind. If I were to destroy his things in his house, maybe he'll get tired of me and finally let me go or kill me.

Fuck it. Fuck this. It wouldn't hurt to try. Ok, it could hurt a lot, but at this point I didn't care.

Layla (Not Edited)|✔️Where stories live. Discover now