C6 Laila pov

Being here with Elijah calmed my every sense. I was beginning to realize how much this man meant to me and how I would do anything to make him happy and he would do the same for me.

I couldn’t look him straight in the eyes after what had just happened between us. It was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life If there’s anything like that. He wasn’t in any kind of rush and took his time with me. Every bit of it was immersing. I bit my lower lip as I stared at his.

He was beautiful. The most beautiful man in Seattle. His skin glimmered in the sun that shone through the window, his eyes the brightest grey.

He was everything needed in a man but most importantly, he was mine and I his.

I was still so lost in my thoughts when my husband walked in quietly. It was unlike him to be on this side of the city.

I sat there at the table, unable to move or utter a word. I couldn’t believe who was standing in front of me. His blazing eyes pierced my heart as he walked gently to our table. It scared me to see him this calm. Why wasn’t he yelling and wrecking the diner?

Elijah immediately stood up to face him, as he got to our table.

I knew what the outcome of the situation that was about to take place in front of me would be and letting them have a go at each other would only complicate things further. I had to think of something and it had to be fast and then it hit me. I looked up at Anton’s furious face and was terrified but hit my fears. You need not have any fear in you if you’re going to face someone like my unbearable husband.

“I’m not here to fight. Just get your things and get in the car”, his voice was low and cold but I didn’t move. Elijah’s fuming was about to burn the whole place down and I knew if I didn’t say or do something soon, the waiter would be calling in the police.

When I finally spoke, my voice shocked me. It wasn’t shaky as always and I was elated deep down.

“I don’t want to see you or speak to you right now, Anton. Not after what you did”, I said looking him straight in the eyes.

He stared at me for a while. I wanted us to talk about the cheating. An excuse to be rid of him even for just a minute would be nice but I was so disappointed when he spoke.

“I expected you to say that. You’ve grown bold since you started sneaking around with your little boyfriend but that’s not why I’m here. You’ll come home with me and that’s it”.

“Make me!”, I said moving closer to him, my breasts slightly brushing his brisk chest and before I could say another word, he grabbed my hands and headed towards the door.

I was fussing and kicking and thankfully Elijah stopped him before we got to the door.

He clenched his fists and I could see it took a lot of self-control for him to not hit Anton or maybe he didn’t because of me. I honestly wish he did but at the same time, I was glad he didn’t.

I didn’t want things getting out of control and my husband finding out about the baby.

“You’re not taking her against her will”, he finally said as he forcefully dragged his hand off of me and pulled me closer by the side.

They stood there and glared at each other and I stepped in between them immediately before it got worse but Anton landed a hard punch I believe was meant for Elijah on my face. Elijah caught me before I could hit the floor. Anton has always been violent and I wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to physically fight his way through every situation.

He yelled curses at Elijah, blaming him for everything that was happening.

Classic Anton!

He can never take responsibility for anything. Anything at all. Of course, he’d blame this on Elijah. If he found his way, he’d blame everybody that came his way for anything that happened to him. He walked back and forth and finally realized how much pain I was in from the punch.

He came close to me, apologized, and suggested we go to the hospital but I couldn’t risk him finding out about the pregnancy so I convinced him I was fine and finally agreed to go home with me.

Anton’s father, Councillor Leigh welcomed us when we got home. He was always nice to me but that was mainly because of how close he was with my father.

Seeing him here at our place all of a sudden, I knew what it was about.

He was here to beg on behalf of his son. To try and convince me that ninety percent of men are cheaters and abusers and how as a woman, you’d just have to love them to change to a better man.

“This is not the time for one of your lectures”, I muttered under my breath.

Sitting there watching as he yapped, I thought about Elijah’s face as we drove out of the diner. He looked defeated and it broke my heart.

I wondered when and if I’d ever see him again.