~ LAYLA ~
He brought me to an office.
His office.
“Are you just going to stand out there?” Raelin throws the question at me, still keeping the door open and impatiently waiting for me to get back to my senses.
Well, I already have.
I step into his office, and he slams the door shut behind us, the loud sound making me flinch.
Is he angry?
One glance at him as he walks past me toward his desk is all I need to have my answer. He looks so tense; jaw clenched, lips pressed into a thin line as he yanks open his desk drawer and retrieves something from inside.
A black file.
I remain silent as I watch him dump the file onto his desk, his broad back muscles flexing with every single movement he makes.
No no no… I can't get distracted now. I should be focusing on trying to figure out the r
