Chapter 113

Never do that again.

His words echoed in her ears. He said it once but she heard it at least five times. Her chest felt tight and for a moment, she couldn't process her emotions. It wasn't until the car started moving again that she got a rein on herself.

"Did you hear me?" He asked.

"I heard you," she said and tried to pull away from him.

"No, stay."

His grip on her waist tightened. His fingers touched her bare skin through the gap between her top and her pants. Layla didn't like the feelings it sent through her. She didn't want him touching her like that right now.

"No, let me go. I won't do it again. Just let me sit on my side. You don't have to hold me so tightly."

Her voice sounded shaky like she was on the verge of tears. She wasn't supposed to cry; she needed to get herself together quickly.

He leaned forward so he could pull her closer to himself and he caught sight of her tears. His hands froze and she used the opportunity to rush away from him to the other side.

She sat with her face against the window, hiding it from him as best as she could. She couldn't believe she was crying.

It must be the aftermath of having to deal with Nolan. She was so terrified talking to him. Worried that she might say something wrong and they might not step out of the situation unscathed.

Yet, instead of praise or comfort, he scolded her. Did she do something wrong? She might have; she didn't have a single clue how the Mafia Kings worked and she had butted in without his permission.

"Are you crying?" Davian asked in horror.

"No," she replied coldly, still refusing to look at him.

"Did I hold you too tightly? I am sorry, I didn't mean to hurt." His hand shook slightly and he stared at his open palms in puzzlement.

"You didn't. I just would like to sit here, right now."

"You didn't have a problem with sitting on me a moment ago. What changed—?"

"Master Davian, I apologize for interrupting but we just passed the men," the guard sitting next to the driver said.

"Shit!" He had forgotten to call them off. "Tell them to turn around and go to the mansion. I will debrief them there."

"Okay, Master Davian."

Davian turned to look at Layla but she had her gaze glued to the window and wouldn't look at him. He was confused. Was she angry about the ordeal that they just went through and having to intervene?

He hated that she had to accept Nolan's offer. She had easily put herself on the line so Nolan would back off. He had heard the way she had deliberately said she would be the only one attending.

He knew she did that so he wouldn't have to go and she would go alone. Like he would ever let that happen. He hated that she had easily sacrificed herself.

He never wanted her to do that again.

He opened his mouth to speak but he couldn't push the words out. Her body language said she didn't want him to talk to her and Davian wanted to respect that.

His palms formed fists and he turned his gaze away from her. It was easier if he couldn't see her.

Layla could barely see the landscape as they drove through Reef City to Davian's mansion. She was glad when she stopped crying. It was bad enough that he saw her cry.

She pushed the thought of him and his job away from her mind as she knew that would only make her cry more.

After some time, the car slowed as they drove through the huge mansion gates and then came to a stop in front of the entrance.

She was glad they had finally arrived, spending another minute in the car with him was torture.

She was quick to notice they didn't drive into the compound alone. She had noticed multiple cars were following behind them, some even went ahead.

Are they the men he called to the hospital?

He called this many? Layla thought in horror as the driver opened her side of the door. She was glad she had dissolved the situation as quickly as she did.

If these many men had arrived in such a tense situation, there was no way people wouldn't have died.

"Alpha Davian," a young Alpha called. He held a tablet as he rushed towards Davian's side of the door.

"Nick," Davian called.

"I apologize for the delay," he said with a bow. "Alpha Nolan must have anticipated that you would call for backup and had blocked the fastest road. We had to go around and because of the roadblock, traffic was intense."

"The bastard!" He should stop underestimating Nolan. He was nothing but a nuisance but he was a smart nuisance.

“I am sorry. We couldn’t get to you as fast as possible.”

"Let’s have a quick word. I would like to change a few things around here. Dan, take her to the bedroom."

He didn’t look at her as he spoke even though she hadn’t taken her eyes off him from the moment he stepped out of the car.

"Yes, Master Davian,” Dan replied.

He was the driver; he was the other person who tended to open the door for her. He was also the one who had told them Nolan was attacking.

"Please come with me, Mistress Layla," he said as he shut the car door.

Layla didn't hesitate; she walked towards the mansion entrance without a backward glance. It was clearly a meeting she was not supposed to be a part of.

She wasn't going to push or think about it. She would just start crying again and that was embarrassing. Not just for him to notice she was crying but for the future.

How was she supposed to step away with her heart intact if she was already this affected by his exclusion?

Dan was quick to catch up with her. He walked at a careful distance that was protective without being overcrowding.

She realized she had never really paid much attention to him before. He was almost as big as the Alpha but his black hair was longer and tied in a ponytail. He drove them everywhere; how did she never notice?

They were just about to walk up the stairs when Arthur appeared at the top of the stairs.

"Daniel, I heard commotion. Is something wrong?"

"Nothing that concerns you," Daniel replied without missing a beat as they walked up the stairs.

Arthur was forced to step out of the way but not before he shot Layla a glare. However, he didn't say anything; rather, he watched them for a moment before going down the stairs.

Layla let out a sigh as they left Arthur behind. She had feared he might speak condescendingly to her but it seemed he would only attack her when she was alone.

However, she did notice her heart didn't race as much as it did when she saw him. All this time, Davian had known about her debt.

It had also been a full week since Arthur made his threat but things hadn't changed. Davian wasn’t treating her badly.

He is just excluding me.

She nearly smacked herself as the thought popped into her head. She was not supposed to think about it.

"Thank you, Dan," she said as they arrived in front of their bedroom. He smiled politely and made sure she was inside the bedroom before he left.

Layla threw herself on the bed and screamed into the pillow. When she was sure she had calmed down, she turned on the television. It was the only way she could distract herself from her thoughts.