Chapter13

#Chapter13

Layla’s POV

I could not believe what I was seeing in front of me. Out of everything, this was not something I had expected to be happening behind these closed doors.

Why was I surprised though?

I don't know what I was expecting to see in his office, maybe him hard at work plotting a kidnapping scheme, him counting his money, a dead body or better yet him holding someone at gun point.

Those all seemed like better situations compared to the one I had just walked in on.

The blonde on the ground only glanced over her shoulder once to see who was there, and when she saw it was me, she only smirked, then turns back around and got back to business.

Was that supposed to make me jealous? Had this bitch lost her mind?

Emilio on the other hand seemed unaffected and unfazed by the situation. He was now looking at me with a cocky smirk, with the blonde still sucking him off.

/"What do you want?/" he let out through a groan.