Chapter 24
Layla’s POV
Before I could even step foot inside his office, Mateo received an urgent, sudden phone call regarding an overseas shipment crisis that required him to handle things from another division.
He left the building in a hurry, which meant I had to take a cab home by myself later that evening.
By the time I reached the mansion, Wyatt was already there, lounging on the couch in the living room and barely sparing me a glance as I walked past.
I quickly headed upstairs to my room to wash away the exhausting day—and more importantly, to wash away the dried, intimate evidence of what had transpired between Mateo and me in that secret room.
After a long, hot shower, I changed into a soft, simple short black gown that hugged my curves comfortably, falling just above my kn
