TW: Dark s****l Content, Heavy Bondage, Choking
Rashid
Clenching my hands at my sides, anger rose in me when Lyla and Javier jumped away from each other quickly.
Lyla's shoulders were hunched, guilt coloring her face.
“Answer me."
“I… we were just…"
Javier stepped forward towards me. “We—"
I put my hand up, cutting him off. I kept my eyes fixed on Lyla. “I don't want to hear anything from you."
There was an awkward pause I didn't care to fix. My annoyance from earlier in the day had only grown steadily throughout my lunch with Hafsa. And now it was tenfold. For Lyla to run to Javier after our spat—confess to him, or whatever it was they were doing that caused her to be intimately close to him—I couldn't forgive.
Enough was enough.
“Come here," I demanded.
Neither of them moved
