Elara's POV
Lila's eyes widened as she took in the scene—me sprawled naked on Damien's bed. The sheets twisted around my legs, and my p***y still slick from his c*m dripping out.
Her gaze raked over my body, even lingering on my hard n*****s and the bruises from his grips.
The shock on her face turned into fury quite fast. "What the f**k, Damien? Who the f**k is this b***h?!”
Damien stood quickly and partially blocked her view of me. He grabbed his pants from the floor, and spoke while he was pulling them on. "Lila? How did you even get in here?"
She held up a bunch of keys, her eyes cold with anger. "This, duh?” Her eyes rolled angrily. “It was the spare I got from your dad years ago. I kept it.”
“Ah, I see.”
Damien's tone was clipped.
“And rhat's the reason you can just unlock
