Chapter 112

Layla couldn't help but listen. The Alpha spoke so gently and if they weren't being held hostage by him or she hadn't seen how he had pissed Master Davian off, she would have been convinced he wasn't the problem.

However, it was clear both men held strongly to their pride. Neither was going to give in to the other. She didn't want to see a bloodbath and she didn't want Davian to get into any trouble for her.

She had to end this quickly. Davian's men were on their way. She was sure if they arrived, Davian would no longer stand and do nothing.

She would have sworn he was agreeable. He always listened to everything she said and did as she wanted. Yet, here he was surrounded by dangerous men but he didn't plan to give an inch.

"W-what do you want then?"

She was shaking as she spoke and even Davian's arms around her didn't help, but she couldn't let her fears hold her back. Otherwise, Davian would keep excluding her from his life. It felt like she had to do this.

"Wow! Davian, I'm impressed. I would have sworn there is no other omega like Celine but you have found yourself quite a woman."

Celine?

Layla wasn't quite sure who that was but it was clear Davian knew her. Her heart squeezed slightly, unsure if she should be worried about her or not.

"Keep talking, Nolan. You're not getting away with this!"

"Party pooper," he smirked and returned his attention to her. "I'd like for the two of you to be guests at my party. It's a party that would bring about harmony in Reef City. We Mafia Kings have been butting heads for too long and I'd like that to change. It's funny how this is what Davian always wanted, yet he won't listen to me."

She turned to look at Davian and he glared at Nolan. "Don't listen to him, Layla. He is the type to say anything as long as it would get him what he wants."

"That's all you want?" She softly asked. "The debt was a huge amount of money."

"Hah! Are you mocking me?! Huge? It wouldn't even pay half the price of my newest car. What do you say then? A fair deal, right?"

"You'll let us go if I agree?"

"Well, I don't just want only you to attend but your agreement is more than enough. Alpha Davian here would never send his mate alone to my party." He sneered as he turned his gaze to Davian.

Davian concentrated his attention on Layla, trying his hardest to suppress his anger. She was shaking as she spoke to Nolan. Her voice was steady but her entire body shook against him.

His arms around her were the only thing holding her up. She was terrified, yet she was still doing her best to mediate and dissolve this conflict. He would rather shoot them all to smithereens but her bravery tore at his anger.

He wanted to kiss her; this was not the sort of thought to have in this situation but it was one that rang at the back of his head. However, he fully intended to pay Nolan back appropriately for this.

"Okay, I accept," she said. "Let's have it in writing."

"What?"

"You'll send a document that in exchange for only me attending the party, I won't have to pay a dime of the debt."

Nolan seemed convinced that Davian wouldn't let her attend alone but she was hoping to use the loophole to get out of this.

Davian didn't have to do what he didn't want to do and it was her debt in the first place. It was best she dealt with the consequences and to be honest, this was the best-case scenario.

"Documents mean nothing to him—" Davian started to say but Nolan cut in.

"Very well, Layla," he said with a cackle. "I'll send my lawyers today. I'll draft it immediately. Anything else?"

"You won't bother Alpha Davian."

"I can't promise that. You see, we are in the same line of business; we are bound to run into each other."

"You won't ambush him."

"I like her," Nolan said to Davian. "I mean generally. You can stop looking at me like you'll bite my head off."

"Do you agree?" She asked, her voice sounding hoarse.

"Yes," he said with a bow and took a step back. "You have my word. Clear the path and let them go!" He yelled out to his men.

"Thank you," she whispered as they started forward.

"No, Layla, thank y—"

Nolan's neck twisted to the side as Davian threw out a punch as he passed. The punch caught him in the cheek, causing him to bite his lip and blood spilled out of his mouth.

"Master Davian, please," she cried, clinging to him.

"It's fine, Layla," Nolan said, adjusting his trench coat as he spat out blood. "A little punch for his attendance is worth it."

He pulled out a handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiped the blood off his lips.

Layla had to turn away as Davian briskly led her to the open car. The driver stood by the side with a dark expression on his face as they approached the car.

He helped her in but instead of going around, he got in alongside her. She tried to adjust so they could sit comfortably but he held her by her waist, pulling her against himself.

With the door closed, she had to lean into him for him to have enough space to get comfortable. She was practically sitting on his lap but no matter how she struggled, he didn't let her go.

She lifted her head to look at him and his expression made her turn her face away. He was staring at her with such intensity that goosebumps popped out all over her body.

"Never do that again," his cold voice reached her ears.

She froze; it felt as though a bucket of water had been poured over her. That was the last thing she expected him to say. She knew he was angry but she never suspected he was also angry at what she had done.