CHAPTER 75
Damien’s POV
“What's it going to be, Damien?” Layla’s voice echoed in my ears.
I felt anger brewing in my chest, turning into fury as it rushed through me like a raging river. Layla took slow steps towards me, reminding me of a hungry predator closing on its prey. And that was exactly what I was. A prey to her and her scheming. Between her and Seraphina, I found it hard to arrive at a decision on who was more dangerous.
Fury erupted in my chest, rushing through me like a raging river as I watched her approach. But most of that anger was directed at myself for allowing myself. But it was because I allowed myself to get into a situation so tight that Layla had to be the one offering me a lifeline. Although what she was offering felt more like a death trap than a saving grace.
