Book two of the only series
DARK ROMANCE
She came with my name against her mouth and I wouldn't have it another other way.
And it was the only way she'd ever come for the rest of her life.
With my fingers or my dick buried inside her. No other ma...
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My phone kept ringing in my ear until Elisia's line finally went dead. Once again. I didn't expect her to answer. Like the last two weeks have been.
Two weeks.
We couldn't even attend Alex's service. Solely based on the fact that it was too risky. With James almost losing his life we couldn't afford for that to happen to anyone else. No one knew who was in charge now after my father. Maybe I should've known. But I had no clue.
My phone beeped with a text from Sergio. A brief telling that they have been in Vegas. At least one person thought to keep me updated.
I shook my head, setting my phone down on my side desk. I sunk further into the bed, watching the sun slowly go down from my spot. I glanced at the time and realized I've been sitting here for hours. Doing nothing.
Damnit.
I told myself I wouldn't do this again.
But I had no energy to do anything else.
The silence in the room never helped the ache in me either. Luca was gone all the time. The attacks on all his properties needed his full attention, but that thought never eased the heaviness on my chest. Even when he was home he ignored me half the time. There were two reasons why I thought he was ignoring me, one, he didn't want to tell me the truth. And two, he didn't want to tell me the truth about his own feelings.
Or maybe there was something on the USB about me that made him change his mind. That he really didn't want to marry me. What could have possibly been that bad though? That made him think less of me?
I jumped when my phone suddenly rang, but it wasn't the two people I needed to talk to. It was Luca. I contemplated picking it up. But the few times he had called in the week and I didn't pick up he was upset with me when he got home. He still showed me that he cared, but it felt like less everyday.
I sighed as I picked it up.
"Yes?"
"Why haven't you eaten today?" he asked. It was loud wherever he was. Male voices were in the background.
"I haven't been hungry," I mumbled, mad that Gino was telling Luca this stuff.
I told Luca the half truth. I wasn't that hungry, that and the fact that nothing ever seemed good to me. Once the smell of food hit my nose I was nauseous instantly.
"Layla, do I need to go home?" My eyes watered and it wasn't the fact that he had asked that, it was his voice.
God, I missed him.
"No."
I bit my lip to keep from the tears falling. The ache in my chest got even heavier.
"Layla-"
"Just stop, Luca. Don't act like you care. All you do is confuse me," I snapped at him. But I was anything but mad. I was-
