Chapter 25

Layla sat in front of the mirror with a happy face that made Kerry curious. Kerry combed her hair and this morning there was no protest or resistance at all from Layla as they helped her to shower, choose the clothes she would wear and get dressed.

Even though a few days before, it would have taken them quite a long time because Layla kept complaining and protesting about everything they chose for her.

"You seem very happy today, Miss."

"Kerry, can you stop calling me Miss?"

"But master asked us to call you Miss."

"I mean this, actually I am a married woman. I should be called mrs or madam."

"But, in this house you belong to Mr. Lucien. So your status as another man's wife doesn't apply."

"Lucien's? That's right, here I am his and John no longer has any relationship with me." She thought. She didn't understand why she felt happy right now. She had just faced the fact that her crazy husband sold her to another man in order to get back all the money he had spent on her and what made this even worse was the fact that someone she already considered her closest friend was involved.

Layla couldn't hide the smile on her lips, she felt much better now. She already had an extraordinary man like Lucien by her side and she didn't need a bastard like John anymore.

She walked out of his room confidently and proudly. At least she was free from the crocodile's grip. At the bottom of the stairs, she saw Keith standing with his arms folded in front of his chest, looking at her cynically as if she had just committed a forbidden act.

"Seeing you smile makes me sick," He said sarcastically. Layla laughed amusedly, she didn't know why Keith cared so much about what expression she wanted to show on her face.

"Good morning, Keith? When are you coming back?"

"Don't act like a sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister-in-law? Hmm, that's right, I think that's a good term."

"What? What did you say?"

"No, forget it! I'm glad you're home and it looks like you've just had a wonderful adventure. Oh what's wrong with your face? There are scratch marks on your jaw!" She said while touching the wound on Keith's face.

"Don't touch me! Damn it, who are you?"

"Didn't you say I was like a sister-in-law earlier?"

"When did I say that? What nonsense is this?" Keith's emotions were getting more and more provoked and that made Lyra laugh amusedly.

Keith looked so tough and childish, for Lyra teasing a man like Keith was a very interesting activity.

"Lucas and I had a very beautiful night. We made out and hugged all night. Just so you know, his kisses were much sweeter and intoxicating than yours. I felt like I was trapped in the palace of a demon king in human form and I couldn't resist his charm."

Keith was furious, he didn't know why he should be angry when he heard Lyra's confession about the night she spent with Lucas. He shouldn't care because he really hates this woman for some reasons.

"You're right, you're trapped in the demon king's palace and a stupid woman like you is just a tool for the king to exercise his power in the world of lowly humans like you."

Keith stared at her intensely, Lyra saw the jealousy in his eyes and it was so cute. Keith is a very attractive and sexy man. He is tall, stocky and very aggressive. But unfortunately, she often encounters aggressive and bad-tempered men in nightclubs and many places. She prefers men who are difficult to conquer.

"If this is the palace of the demon king, then what kind of demon are you? Is it Lucifer or Leviathan? Oh I know, maybe you are Asmodeus the demon of lust, ahahaha..." Lyra giggled, trying to tease Keith who was too serious and difficult invited to joke.

Keith, who was annoyed, immediately withdrew her hand and hugged her body tightly. He forced Lyra to look into his eyes to see how dangerous he would be if she tried to make him angry.

"If I were the devil, I would swear you are the first woman I would drag to hell. You damn slut, don't expect you to be part of our family. You are nothing more than a despicable slave and the only place you deserve is just in the dungeon!"

Hearing Keith's bluff, Lyra couldn't help but smile. She knew there was no point in replying to the anger of a man who was burning with jealousy with useless arguments and sentences. She slung her arm around Keith's shoulders, stood on her tiptoes and pulled Keith down so she could give him a kiss.

"You don't need to be so angry, of course I won't ignore you. You can be my mistress if you want, we can still have fun, Keith." She said in a naughty and soft voice.

She succeeded in making Keith speechless, she let go of her hug and walked away, leaving Keith feeling angry because he didn't have any words to reply to her.

"I know you're planning something? Don't expect your plan to work because you don't know who you're facing!"

"I want Lucas, I want him to be mine."

"Don't dream! He's too valuable for a homeless whore like you to have!"

"Let's just say that, but I'm sure it's a homeless whore like me that will drive him crazy."

"We'll see, I'm sure you will soon regret your stupid hopes!"

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