The Ceo's Mistress

you

to grab unto it. I then ran a hand through my hair and

Layla. She was in a deep conversation with who I assumed was Elliot's wife, so she failed to notice me. I cleare

ith Layla, he spoke, "This is Jessica, my wife...Jessica this is Haley." The look on Layla's face when

. "Introduce me to everyone else," I squeezed out through

stured towards the girl who's hair was dyed in purple at the tip. I nodded, though I truly remembered nothing of her. He then gestured toward

ld my chin in thought. "

her? I held back a snort. "--but..." I added, "something tells me that she likes to steal."

ica asked me, holding her

Layla...what exact

turned

r right hand found its way around her waist. It almost seemed as if she thought

over at Jessica and smiled. "--so let's just say you should

soft awkward laugh. "Don't mind her." From the v

before dragging me away as quickly as he could. I crossed my arms over my chest and allowed him to do as h

this would've happened, I wouldn't have let you come here with that four eyes!"

with a bored, unapologetic expre

er his face. "Ca

that wench with open arms? That'll neve

en ourselves until someone a

The Chloe girl from before hissed

highschool as well...that's the only plausible r

t was me giving Jessic

ou get over what happened? It wa

ce...It doesn't matter when it happened, the fact st

overly dramatic? You're only

unately, I put her in her place...Want me

the slip in her composure, she cleared her throat. "After four years, Layla's finally

cow

ence. He was standing here all along and he didn't even try to d

be the bad guy, but I'm not. Layla's as sly as a fox. I bet she's only acting like she's embarra

s us with two guys in tow...one being Josh and the other being the sexiest man on this freaking planet...literally! He looked so unreal that I almost thought I was seeing

e laughed at something Josh said. His laugh was sexy...and not to mention those

my arm over his shoulder so I could pull him do

ching group, an amused chuckle leaving him

ket. "Tell me you're not serious! I'm abo

ealousy attack," he corrected,

son, my eyes roaming over his perfect figure once again. I shook my head