Chapter 6
Damon;
Fucking Layla.
I wouldn't mind taking Liv right here and right now, but with the horrified look in her eyes, I pulled away from her.
"We will continue this some other time," I murmured in her ears.
I turned to see Layla standing frozen at the door post, her eyes wide with disbelief, as she stared at us.
Deep down, I craved the satisfaction of the Intruder being anyone but her. Preferably Marcus. I'd have loved him to watch--to see the look in his eyes as I claimed his Fiancèe right in front of him. I would have loved him to know right now that she was mine first, way before he knew.
Layla was hot on my tail as I stormed back to my room.
"What was that I walked into, D?" She sounded distraught.
"Exactly what you saw, Layla," I said, just before I reached the bathr
