Chapter 40

Layla’s POV

Logan grabs me by the arm and yanks me into the wall as soon as we stepped into the house. His hands dug into my arm painfully but nothing compared to the pain I felt with every beating movement my heart made. I knew I’d fucked up tonight and I anticipated what he was going to do to me. His whole expression screamed anger.

As soon as I landed on the wall, a tear escaped my eyes and a low scream escaped my lips. I braced myself for a slap or anything but instead, I received his body, pressing against mine.

“I leave you alone for one minute, Layla, one minute and you fucking ran off!” he screamed into my face.

“I wasn’t trying to run off!” I defend myself even though it seemed pointless. He had caught me in the act and yet I still lie.

“You fucking liar!” He holds my chin, bruising it as he squeezed tight.

“You’re hurting me,” I cried, barely able to move my lips.

“You bitch!” he screamed. “I thought I could trust you! But y