Chapter 17Lyla's POV
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?"
His voice sounded as if his throat was about to be ripped off. I clenched the hem of his grey shirt that I was wearing.
"In the kitchen" I lied. Damon raised his eyebrow at me. I prayed he believes me.
"I've been to the kitchen and I didn't meet you there. Put on the f*****g light, Lyla" he commanded.
I turned to the light switch and fiddled with it for a while. I knew if I put it on, he would see the dirt on my body.
"Bunny, put on the light" he said gently this time.
I obeyed without wasting much time. As soon as the light came up, I closed my eyes, ready to be killed or slaughtered as a sacrifice to pacify the god called Damon.
"Is there mud in my kitchen now?" He asked and I shook my head.
"I went out" I finally said the tru
