LAYLA

My hands were shaking with annoyance as I bounded out the back door. I still couldn't believe that he had poured the soup away just because he saw I and Adrian talking.

What did he think we were even talking about? If the moon goddess wears stilettos or not?

I could still hear Del Morino asking me to read him a document.

I hissed in frustration.

You really can't shame the shameless.

After the gall to carelessly pour the soup I had laboriously prepared down on the floor and some of it pouring on my arm.

Didn't he notice that I had been working nonstop all day to please...