Layla's POV
The fluorescent lights flickered overhead as I stood frozen in the corridor, rooted to the spot like a deer caught in headlights.
The air crackled with tension- an almost tangible charge that made the tiny hairs on my arms stand on end. I could feel Orion's seething anger radiating off him in waves, wrapping around me like the heat of a furnace.
His piercing gaze fixated on me, a mixture of incredulity and disdain contorting his features into something almost unrecognizable.
"What the hell are you doing here, Layla? And with him?" Orion's voice cut through the air, sharp as glass, laced with an anger that sensed my heartbeat quicken. I could feel it like a physical presence, oppressive and unsettling.
The tension was palpable, and I sensed the control Orion usu
