Chapter 80

Layla’s POV

I knew Logan was upset when he dragged me away and out of the party premises into a secluded room. His fingers dug into my arm, and I had to hold back a scream.

This side of the house was not a room, it was more like a large dome like structured side of the house resembling a library with a large tall ancient shelf carrying identical brown books on it. There were several flower pots seated around and a desk table on one side. This looked like a public study room and I wondered why Nigel would have that in his house. I doubt he was married.

Logan tossed me to the side harshly, causing me to hit my back against the shelf. I thought the life in me escaped my throat. He looked angry. He was furious. I knew he had seen the colonel talking to me, and now, I have only just got to play right and not get punished. I could not tell him what Morin had said. No matter how much I said I did not believe him, Logan was still going to punish me, and he