Chapter 54
Layla’s POV
The agonizing vibration finally sputtered out and died. Up at the altar.
Mateo had slipped his hand out of his trouser pocket to slide the thick platinum band onto my mother’s finger, officially sealing their marriage in front of God, the press, and the entire high-society crowd.
My heart was still hammering against my ribs like a frantic bird, my whole body trembling from the violent, silent climax that had just wrecked me in the back row.
I sat completely frozen, my core throbbing with a dark, heavy ache, my lace panties drenched and clinging awkwardly to my skin.
As soon as the ceremony ended and the guests began spilling out into the main foyer and marble courtyard to mingle, I practically bolted for the grand exit doors.
I needed air. I needed to get aw
