Present time…
Layla felt at peace when she hugged her Master and was now waiting for him to reciprocate the same but she got upset when he didn't hug her back. She glanced up to meet his mesmerizing gaze which seemed to speak volumes yet Layla was naive enough to not comprehend its meaning.
"Master… Are you angry?" She asked in her ever so feeble voice. What she didn't know was Michael was trying his best to not kiss her then and there or do even more.
"No." He just said with a smile before she found his face getting closer until it got rested over her head. She felt him embracing her tightly before he brought her to the bed. Together they sat on the bed with one not even thinking of letting go of the other.
Michael sighed and Layla heard him but in the next moment, she gasped when he pushed her down on the bed and placed himself beside her.