«Layla» Five years later... Sakura mountain academy. A black sports car drove into the building. It parked soundlessly in the building. The door opened and a pair of combat boots landed softly on the grass. A strong and powerful woman stepped out tasking off her dark shades and literally radiating cool. Her sleek black palazzo trousers matched perfectly with the blue tank top donned over a white crop top. Earings dangled on either sides of her ears and chain necklaces along with splashes of gold decorated her outfit. A tattoo covered the left side of her neck giving her the don't fucking mess with me look. Two body guards stood at her side and about four cars of excorts drove in behind them parking around and keeping the screaming fans away. A little girl with blonde locks rushed out of the crowd of children in t

Ethan’s POV I stood at the airport waiting with so much anticipation and excitement, and I couldn’t place why. Is this because I had always wanted to meet this powerful woman? “I hope she meets my expectations,” I muttered to myself. The helicopter glided to the ground, and I watched intensely as the doors opened and a familiar lady came down. Walking behind her was a little girl who looked like she was five, beside another lady and a man. Together with her escort, she walked up to me, and for a moment, my heart stopped beating. “Could this be real?” I thought to myself. With so much confidence, she said, “I’m Ashley LW of the Ashley Tech company Yokohama,” and politely greeted me formally. Did she pretend to be meeting me for the first time? Am I hallucinating? Different thoughts ran through my mind, but I composed myself and said, “ LW… Layla Wales…. I should have known.” my eyes drifted off to the little girl behind as I examined the resemblance between them. Pulling me awa

Layla POV I came out of the restaurant and walked straight into my cab. The audacity Ethan had to talk down at me perplexed me. “Take me to this address,” I told the cab man, pointing a paper to him. I needed to see my friend Annabeth. I prayed within me that she would forgive me as I dozed off. “We are here, madam,” the driver said. He was waking me from my sleep. “Thank you,” I said as I alighted from the cab. I looked at the house and hesitated for a while. I finally summoned courage and walked towards the door. I knocked as I held my breath. The door opened, and a beautiful young girl looked at me and said, “ Aunty Layla?” “Cho?” I asked “Yes, it’s me, Aunty Layla,” she said as she burst into tears. I also burst into tears and heard a voice say, “Layla?” “Annabeth,” I said amidst tears, and I couldn’t help but jump at her. “I missed you so much,” I said to her “I miss you too,” Annabeth said “I’m so sorry; I didn’t mean to leave you alone without any explanation,”

Nicole’s POV “Okay, baby,” I said as I walked out of Ethan’s office I went to my desk and started to type a notice to inform Layla we were no longer interested in the partnership. There was no way in hell I would watch her walk back into his life. I needed to separate them as soon as possible. I printed a few copies and sent the mail to Layla and also called a dispatch to send a hard copy. “Yes,” I said to myself. I finished all my work and called a cab. I received a text on my way home and opened my phone to read it. It was from Sedar. I looked at the new location and hissed. Sedar had a way of getting under my skin. I knew I had to do his bidding before explaining the plan to him. I got home and went straight to bed. I knew Ethan wouldn’t bother coming to check on me. It was more like I meant nothing to him. I was determined to make him mine. I began to touch myself slowly, imagining it was Ethan. I caressed my breast slowly and moaned. I put my hands into my pants an

Ethan’s POVWhat happens if Layla found out she was still married to me? She would think I intentionally held her down to use it against her. “I would have to find the right time to inform her,” I said to myselfI drove through the gates and parked outside, deep in thoughts.I was not yet over Layla, and she didn’t still care about me. I wished I could explain everything to her, but I knew she wouldn’t understand.Layla was a tough woman now that she was powerful. I turned off the ignition and dialed her line.“Hello, Layla,” I said“Hello, is there a problem?” Layla responded “I just wanted to check if you got home safely,” I explained “I am not home yet, but I am safe,” Layla said“Okay,” I saidI didn’t know what to say anymore but didn’t want to hang up, and I paused for a while, thinking of what to say, when I heard her clear her throat.“Anything else?” Layla asked“No,” I responded almost immediately “Have a good day,” Layla said and ended the callI wanted to say more but