A Deal With The Millionaire

” I’m really in a tight spot ” She muttered. She liked Shane instead and not Bryan and Mirah’s aware of this. She’s just jealous that Bryan likes her instead of her ( Mirah ).

Bryan had been really kind to them ever since they were in highschool and It was then Mirah took interest in him. She would talk about her dream of getting married to him but Bryan only had eyes for Layla.

He would take them for shopping, outing and even buy them stuffs. Layla wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings if she told him she didn’t feel the same way. But she’s really in a tight spot, tho she’s glad that Shane understood her but Mirah’s making it all hard for her. Her phone beeped and she clicked on the message notification tho she had a clue of whom it might be.

* Are you free now? * It was a text from Bryan, she was right.

* Yes, we need to talk * She texted back.

It was time for him to know the truth, she didn’t like him, she liked someone else. He should also let go of her and try to like Mirah instead.

She grabbed her hand bag when he texted her a location and she walked out of the apartment deciding against informing angry Mirah.

She got there and he was sitted already, he had an anxious look on. Seems he was worried about what Layla had to say. Layla walked over to where he was sitted and she also sat down. ” Evening ” She muttered and he replied her.

” So, you said you had something to say? ” He asked almost immediately with a visible curious look on.

” Yeah ” Layla muttered and let out a sigh. He creased his brows.

” Bryan, I understand you feel a thing for me.. ” He started and his heart beat increased. ” But, I don’t ” She blurted out and his head almost left his body.

” I really don’t. I don’t want you to feel bad, this is why I’m telling you this. I really don’t feel the same way, I like someone else ” She muttered slowly and looked up at Bryan but he had no confirmed expression on. She couldn’t understand the expression he was wearing.

” Bryan.. ” She called slowly. ” Thanks ” He muttered and stood up and made to leave.

” I’m sorry Bryan. I’m really sorry ” She said, also standing up and he stopped. He turned to look at her and she bit her lips slowly. ” Can you try to love me back? ” He asked. ” Bryan.. I love.. ”

” I know, I know ” He muttered and walked away. Layla took to her heels and ran after him. She caught up with him while he was trying to enter into his car. She held his hand and he looked at her.

” Can you please? love my friend Instead? She loves you ” She pleaded and he gently jerked her hands of his and entered his car without saying a word. His driver drove off.

Layla sighed sadly before walking back into the restaurant, this was what she had been trying to avoid. She grabbed her purse from her seat and decided against going home. She was feeling really bad and sad at that moment, if she headed home, Mirah might add to what was wrong with her.

She dialed Shane’s number instead and he picked up immediately. ” Layla ” He called in a rough and low voice, seems like he was just waking up.

” Oh, I guess you’re just waking up. I shouldn’t stress you then, I will.. ”

” No, come on, I will be fine. Are you okay? ” He asked noticing her low voice.

” Can I come over to your place? ” She asked, bitting her lips slowly. He was shocked at first. ” Really? ” He asked and she nodded tho he couldn’t see her. ” Yeah ” She muttered.

” Oh, I will come pick you up then. Where are you? ” He asked and she could hear sound of metal clicking. Seems he was grabbing his car keys.

” You could just send a driver instead ” She tried to say. ” No, just send your address. I will be there soon ” He said and hanged up. Layla forwarded her address to him and in some minutes he was there.

” Are you okay? ” Shane asked as he got down from his car and walked over to her. He removed his sunglasses to see a clear view of her sad face. ” Yeah, can we talk about this at home? It’s a bit sunny here ” She said and he nodded before guiding her to his car.

He opened the front seat door for her and she stepped in gently while he entered through the driver’s seat and drove off.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

They got to Shane’s mansion earlier and Shane had guided her in. They were currently in his suite and Layla was sitted on a couch beside Shane.

He had handed her a glass of water earlier and she had just finished gulping it down. She placed it on a table before then and then faced Shane who had been staring at her eversince. ” Are you okay now? ” He asked worried and she nodded slowly.

She moved closer to him and placed her head on his laps and he stroked her hair slowly. ” What happened? ” Shane asked silently.

” I went to meet Bryan and I told him the truth about my feelings and he had an hurt expression on and I’m suddenly feeling bad. He had been so good to me from the start and now I just hurt his feelings. I feel really bad ” She said truthfully.

” You did nothing wrong darling. It’s a good thing you told him the truth earlier ” He said and she sighed. She raised her head.

” Really? ” She asked sadly and he nodded. ” But he looked really hurt and I just can’t help but feel bad. Mirah also hates me now, she’s getting all jealous and angry ’cause Bryan likes me instead. I feel alone and lonely now. Everyone’s leaving me ” She muttered and Shane pulled her to his chest. She buried her face more deeper in his chest.

” I’m here okay? And I’m sure Bryan would be fine and Mirah would understand everything and would be back to you and remember I will always be here for you ” He assured and Layla muffled an * okay *

With her face still buried in his chest, in minutes she slept off, sleeping soundly and peacefully.

He lifted her up in his arms and carried her into his room. He placed her gently on the bed and covered her with the duvet.

He stared at her gentle face in her sleeping state and he smiled lightly before walking out of the room with the lights off.

*** The Girl’s Apartment ***

Mira kept glancing at the wall clock hanged by the wall in their sitting room, checking the time at several intervals.

” Gosh, where’s she? ” She sighed for the umpteenth time. She was becoming restless and scared. She’s been dialing Shane and Bryan’s number but none of them pickled her call to ask if Layla was with them.

She suddenly startled immediately she heard a knock at the door. ” Layla? Is that you? ” She asked, taking slow steps to the door.

” Layla is that you? ” She asked but got no answer again and that increased her fears.

She was shaking vehemently on the spot she stood. She looked around and grabbed a mopping stick lying helplessly on the floor. She held it tightly as she walked towards the door.

She positioned the mopping stick as she opened the door slowly. ” Argh ” She made to startle whoever was at the door but a lifeless body fell on her instead.

” Argh ” She yelled thinking someone threw the dead body on her. She made to kick the dead body away but was shocked when she saw his face.

” Bryan! ” She called in a gasp and sat up properly. She looked at his face and his body reeked of alcohol.

” Bryan, are you okay? ” She asked almost with a teary face. His eyes were still slightly open, seems like he was feeling sleepy. ” I’m fine, just take me home ” He muttered those last words before falling to sleep.

Mirah sighed, a little bit glad he was okay, but why was he drunk. She remembered his words.* Take me home * He might not like it if he finds out he slept over at their apartment.

She struggled to lift his body but couldn’t, then she saw his car from afar, someone was in there. His driver!

She rushed to him and together they carried him into his car. ” Why was he drunk and why did you bring him here Instead?” She rushed at once.

” I’m sorry ma’am, he insisted on coming here ” The driver apologized and Mirah nodded.

” You should follow us ma’am ” The driver pleaded and Mirah raised her brows. ” He might get angry thinking I took him home instead and refused to bring him here, I might lose my job ” The man pleaded and Mirah sighed.

” But Layla ” She muttered glancing at her phone. It was 10pm.

” Alright then, I should go lock the door ” She said and the man nodded. Mirah ran back to the apartment and locked the door hurriedly before walking back to the car, she entered into the car and the driver drove off.

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