Chapter 8 Alexander's POV

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I drove straight to the villa, neglecting the multiple calls from my father.

What came over me? What was I thinking, leaving the scene like that? What if she…no, I couldn't bear the thought.

I looked over to the side where Layla sat quietly, reeking of wine and raw...

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