Ivy
A nasty bastard with a twisted heart.
How could Layla say that about Lucius? Did she know him? Well, she could him that horribly, I assumed she knew him very well. What did Lucius do to her? Was Layla the same as Naomi? She wanted to work with Lucius and he forbid her because he could tell Layla didn’t want to be there? She had to because it was for her mother’s medical bill. But the way she called him; it was like something…more. A hatred burned deep into her core. So much she couldn’t even say she hated him.
“Ivy?” Samuel called as I flicked my eyes to my new boss.
“Oh! I’m sorry!” What was I doing? I was in the middle of work. My new job. I couldn’t screw up otherwise, Samuel would fire my ass and I had to look for a new one and then I wouldn’t be able to face Lucius.
“Are y
