"What are you doing?" Layla asked with a hitched breath as Nolan stood right in front of her.

What was he planning to do?

"Something new.." came his response in a dry and raspy voice.

"I have to leave, I have something to do.." she stammered making way to leave but he held her back.

"What are you doing?" Layla asked in horror, his face held an evil smirk which scared the living hell out of her.

"Come here.." he tugged her wrist and the next thing, Nolan was already seated on the couch , Layla on his lap.

"What are you?" She asked horrified, wanting to stand up from...