Damon's POV"W- what?" , I stuttered as I sat down, feeling like my legs couldn't carry me any longer. "But how? I was here just an hour ago""We don't have the exact time she was taken, but it's in the time frame between 20 and 30 minutes ago""What are you doing about it? She barely just got out of the intensive care unit, she's still fragile. She still needs medical attention", I didn't have the strength to fight anymore. I just feared for my daughters life. Who knows what can be going through the psychopath that took her, her life could be in real danger."We're doing the best we can to find her", the detective said and the monster in me awakened as I stood up to meet his gaze"How are you doing the best you can whilst you're still standing here while you're supposed to be out there looking for the person who took her?", I fired up, and he nodded his head as he motioned with his hands that I must cool down"I understand your frustration Mr Kingsley-""I don't think you do. This is
Damon's POV"Layla?", I said softly and her gaze diverted to mine, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a second before she opened her mouth to speak"Who are you?"My jaw dropped, and I stared blankly at her, trying to speak, but no words were coming out of my mouth and my throat went dry."It's me", I breathed out, and she was giving me that Am I supposed to know you? Look. I felt my heart starting to beat slow. "It's me, Damon"She regained that look on her face, before I saw her lips purse into a straight line, trying to hold back a laugh, I quickly realized what she did."Very funny Layla", I faked laughed, and she laughed softly"I couldn't help it, I'm sorry", she continued laughing, and I clicked my tongue. I nearly had a reverse heart attack from that stunt. She cupped my face in her hand and caressed my cheek and smiled lazily."You look terrible", she said quietly before chuckling softly and shook her head. I laughed, taking her hands in mine and turned my head to kiss th
Layla's POVIt was Ava's first birthday today. She was in my arms as I stood by her nursery window, looking at the event coordinator & catering team busy decorating the backyard into a red and white Minnie Mouse theme party, and by the looks of things, they were not holding anything back, this was definitely going to be one heck of a celebration.I didn't see why we had to throw such a big party for a one-year-old, she won't remember anything and will probably be asleep most of the time. But hey, who am I to say anything?. Damon started making arrangements for this day when she was barely even six months old. Pecks of being a daddies' girl huh?"Happy birthday my angel", I kissed her temple as she tugged on her red and white dotted skirt as she looked up on me and tried to pull her pacifier out her mouth. She was always doing something with her hands, like couldn't keep still for a long time. It was the fourth time today she took of her headband and threw it on the floor and then have
Damon's POVLayla and I were slowly drifting away from each other. Between our demanding jobs and raising two children, we hardly had time for ourselves, so that could be together. We were even just too busy just to sit down and have a decent conversation or catch up over dinner or a glass of wine. Things got worse when I started working at nights so that I could meet the deadlines and sent out reports and prep for meetings for the next day. By the time I got home, she was already asleep.I was really frustrated by this and there was nothing I could do about it. She loved her job, and I love when she does things that make her happy. I felt neglected, and I know I also neglect her sometimes, we were both to blame.I decided to grab lunch at a small deli across the street today, I just didn't feel like eating sandwiches for lunch. I could do with a proper double cheeseburger, and some air. Being cupped up all day in the office was tiring and suffocating. I asked Carla to take messages o
“Lets just get one thing clear; I don't like you and you hate me. It's a cycle of not being fond of each other, and that's totally cool with me. As long as you stay out of my way, you and I will have no problems. Got that?”, he hissed lowly at me.You can go to hell for all I careIf you think I'll be like Oh yes husband. Whatever you say husband,then you got another thing coming mister.“I said, You. Got. That?”, he enunciated, snapping me out of my thoughts then raised his eyebrow at me“Yeah sure. Whatever”, I pushed past him while attempting to drag my suitcases upstairs and being the gentleman he is, he just watched me while pocketing his hands.“Ma'am, let me help you with that”, Mary appeared in sight, and she tried to help me“No Mary”, he warned. “If she wants to carry her own bags, let her”, with saying that she looked at me with sympathetic eyes before I nodded for her to let go.The last thing I would want would be to cost her job. I threw a glare at him to notice him smir
Layla's POVI groaned loudly as the sun rays hit my eyes cruelly. Someone must have opened the curtains. I rolled on the bed to face away from such brutality so early in the morning.“Baby cakes”, a voice cooed. “It's time to get up”, my Dad sat beside me as he shook me gently.“Noooo”, I whined as I covered myself with a pillow and groaned again. “Ten more minutes”“Breakfast is almost ready, see you downstairs in a bit”, I felt the bed undip next to me and a few seconds the door closed softly. I got up to sit up straight, rubbed the sleep off my eyes and let out a lazy yawn.I looked like the walking dead in the morning, from my messed up hair and looking like I was almost hit by a train and got into a street fight. The mirror on the wall certainly proved me right. I got up from my bed stretching my arms and I pulled a muscle.Yeah. I should really go back to jogging in the mornings, maybe from next week. I knew I was lying to myself because I was really good at procrastinating, but
Damon's POV“You wanted to see me?”, I walked into my grandfather's study and closed the door behind me. He was sitting behind his desk, waiting patiently for me even though I was an hour late. I knew he was probably going to let it slide for now but if the meeting doesn't go as he planned, he'll bring it up.“Yes. Sit down”, he ordered while coughing badly. He was really sick recently, and I had to come check up on him once in a while because he was the only person I was really close to in our family. I was even closer to him than I was to my own father.“Are you okay? Have you taken your meds today?”, I asked walking towards the cabinet where his medication was kept.“Just sit down Damon”, he deadpanned. “Kim had already given me my medication for today”“Talking about Kim, is she around?”, a smirk played on my lips as I thought of seeing her. She was his personal nurse. And damn, that girl was the full package. Beautiful and smart, curves in all the right places. I could tell she w
Layla's POVThere I was, just standing in front of a mirror, looking at myself. Today my life was changing for the worst. I was going to be someone's wife.What was I thinking honestly? Who in their right mind just agrees to be married off to a complete stranger because of money? Does that make me an awful person?“Are you ready?”, my best friend, Lelo asked as she walked through the door. I sighed heavily.“In a minute”, I took one last look at myself again. What are you getting yourself into Layla?Stacy, my other best friend pushed passed Lelo to stand in front of me and looked at me. They both looked beautiful in their navy blue strapless dresses.“You're actually doing this, baby?”, Stacy asked in awe and I sighed heavily again“I have no any other choice Stacy. I have to. To save my families empire”, I shrugged lightly, and she shook her head.“Isn't there another way to go around this, pay them off or something?”, she asked as she sat down opposite me as Lelo helped me put my v