Chapter 73. Where Is Justin?

Layla’s POV

“No wait!” I whisper-shouted, but they were shut and I heard the lock clicking into place. I could feel my face heating up from the awkward situation.

“Don’t be shy, darling.” I cleared my throat and turned around slowly with my eyes cast down on the floor.

“What can I help you with?” He groaned with a winded voice.

“I was wondering—”

“Look at me when you’re speaking.” He ordered, and his voice turned darker.

My head slowly tilted up, and my eyes dragged over the girl sitting on her knees with her hands on his legs; then I saw her hair tangled in his hand which rested on top of her head, helping to push her down.

When I looked all the way up, I saw that he was already watching me. The shadow of a grin was faint, but it was there, and his cheeks were red from the blood flow and the pleasure.

“I was wondering if you’d see Justin,” he pulled her head back slowly and wiped her lips with his thumb.

“You can leave,”