Chapter 279

Mason’s POV

I looked at Layla, her face pale and terrified, and then at Logan, his eyes burning with fury. The weight of everything crashed down on me, and for a moment, I didn’t know what to do.

And then, without warning, the rage exploded in me, consuming everything in its path and I also became confused.

Should I listen to Layla and drop the gun so Layla could talk to Logan to forgive me.

But then deep down my heart I knew I can never be pardoned by Logan DeAngelo.

“Shut the hell up!” I screamed at Layla, my voice sharp and filled with frustration. I couldn’t take her trembling voice anymore, pleading for mercy I wasn’t even sure I could grant.

My grip on the gun tightened, and I could feel the weight of everything crashing down on me.

It was as if the gun I was holding her

“Mason!” Logan’s voice roared through the beach house, cutting through the tension like a knife. His rage was so visible, his finger jabbing the