Chapter 10
Layla’s POV
A week later
“Mom… I’ll go work at your company instead,” I said the absolute second we were alone in her room.
We had moved into Mateo’s massive estate three days ago, and to be completely honest, things had been agonizingly awkward.
My guilty conscience was eating me alive every single time I saw them in the same room.
But what tortured me the most was that Mateo acted like absolutely nothing had happened between us. He was a stone wall.
Does he not even remember? I wondered bitterly.
But the dark, possessive look in his eyes at the dining table a week ago told me everything I needed to know, he remembered every single drop of it.
So why the hell did it hurt that he was ignoring me? This was for the best.
It wasn’t like we could ever have anything to
