Chapter 15

Layla gripped Keith's body so tightly that her nails almost dug in and scratched Keith's skin. She felt tightness in her vagina, she felt that Keith's penis was much bigger than she expected.

"Oh...oh..." The sound of her moans filled the quiet room, Keith's sweat dripped down his face and body, even though it had been a long time, it seemed Keith was still reluctant to end the game.

Keith continued to push and pull his hips faster as he began to feel like he was about to cum and end the game. They kissed and held each other tightly as Keith's juices gushed out of the tip of his cock.

Layla's body was shaking, she felt like she was losing her mind because it felt like this was the longest time she had ever passed. She seemed to have no energy left and just lay down with a satisfied and resigned expression on her face.

Keith smiled, he should be the one who felt the most tired here considering he was the one who almost always dominated the game. But seeing Layla's sweet face, he felt that there was no harm in letting this woman rest.

"What's wrong with you, hmm? Why are you acting like an amateur slut who's already exhausted after just two rounds of play?" Keith complained even though to be honest he didn't really mind it. What Layla did for him was enough to make him forgive this woman a little.

"Isn't it too long? What if Lucien comes and sees you in my room?"

"He won't care, he's not that interested in sex, he's different from me!"

"What are you saying? Lucien doesn't-"

"It's best not to ever try to seduce him if he doesn't ask you to do it. He is a very picky and perfectionist man, it takes a lot of effort to bring him to his knees." Keith said as he got out of bed and put his clothes back on.

"You want to go?"

"Why? You still want me here? Are you starting to fall in love with me?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Hahaha...listen, Layla! It's best to keep your feelings and desires under wraps because I already have a girlfriend. So what we're doing is completely meaningless!"

"If you already have a girlfriend, why are you still doing it with other women?"

"I am a man and a man will not be satisfied with just one woman." He said as he left.

"What about Lucien?"

"Lucien?"

"What about him?"

"Are you starting to be curious about him now?"

"He hasn't touched me at all,"

"If you're really curious, just ask the person directly. See you?"

"So that means you've forgiven me?"

"As long as you don't try to reject me, I will consider forgiving you." He said as he opened the door and stepped out leaving Layla alone in the room.

Layla started to realize something was strange and she didn't even realize it while making love to Keith for two hours. Keith's left shoulder looked fine, even though he was sure that yesterday he shot it.

"Strange, shouldn't his shoulder be injured? How could that be?" This question was starting to bother her. She was very sure that she saw fresh blood flowing from Keith's shoulder when she was shot with a rifle. Isn't it impossible for the wound to heal in just one day?

Layla was sure that the dress she was wearing tonight was elegant enough and would not make Mr. Perfectionist complain. After dressing up, she confidently stepped out of her room and went down the stairs.

When she arrived at the dining room, she was surprised to see seven young men already sitting at the dining table, including Lucien who sat in the main chair right in the middle.

Layla felt nervous because these seven men were looking at her and after she observed, three of the seven men were Keith, the silver-eyed man who defended her when Keith disturbed her and also the blonde-haired man who broke up the argument between the two of them. Meanwhile, the other three men were still very strange in her eyes.

"I'm sure you all haven't met Layla in person, please introduce yourselves!" Luien said.

"Tsk, is that necessary? She's not that important so we have to wait for him!" Said a man with dark brown hair, tan skin with beautiful amber eyes. The man didn't even want to look at Layla at all.

"Right now Layla's position is much higher than you guys, so be nice to her!"

"Higher? Don't joke, she's just a slave you bought from her husband who sold her. Since when can a slave's position be so much higher than your brothers?"

"Aiden, never mind! Just follow Lucien' words, he is the leader there!" Said the man with blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked friendlier than the other men who acted indifferent and indifferent, except for Keith who tried to hold back his laughter after he felt that this was going to be interesting.

The blonde man got up from his chair and approached Layla, who was frozen in place. She was still confused about what she should do and say now.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Lucien, the second son." The man said politely while holding and kissing Layla's hand. Layla was amazed, she felt a little embarrassed.

"S-second son?"

"The six of us are siblings, Lucien and I are the second sons. Keith the pervert is the third son, the black haired one is called Levi, he is the fourth son and the tan skinned one is Aiden, the fifth son. Gavin with the silver eyes is the sixth son and the the kindest and sweetest youngest is called Jacob."

The men looked at her with various different expressions and the only one who was reluctant to look at her was the man named Aiden. He looked annoyed as if this introduction was like a kindergarten game.

"M-my name is Layla Weisz. Nice to meet you."

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