Eternity Of Sinn

Chapter 13: Learning The Hard Way

Alannah Page's POV

As I passed through the lobby to check on the few girls that were on the cleaning crew, I was shocked to see Layla sitting there on a black leather couch in the lobby. Quickly, I moved behind one of the columns to observe.

Though her black form-hugging dress was of the highest quality, I was surprised at the amount of cleavage she was revealing. It was beyond just 'daring'. The gentle curves of her full breasts were showing in the "V" cut neckline that opened to about three inches about her navel. All highlighted by a single strand of diamonds that closed at her throat, the rest hanging free between her breasts and lower than the neckline. As usual, her hair was in a long and thick black braid. Brilliant red lipstick set off her look, but what the hell was she doing here? The receptionist called out her name, and she got up making a striking figure in the lobby. Then Layla walked to the elevator, with her hips swaying gently in the thigh-high cut of her black dress. Her floor was sixty-nine. Karrack or Jonas? I had to know...

The service elevators have always come in handy for this. One can hear just about anything going on, on the other side of the doors. I got into one quickly and followed her up to the designated floor. When the metal doors opened, I was in a room with two doors. One led to Karrack's office, and the other, to Jonas. Here, I closed my eyes and listened as carefully as I could...

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Layla's POV

The doors opened and I smoothed the short skirt of my frees. I knew this was a bit risky especially since I am newly turned, but for Kent, I had to try and get information if there was any. I plastered a slow seductive smile onto my lips. Just as the assistant was about to page him, Karrack came walking out the door.

His eyes hungrily took me in as I stood before him without a care in the world. "Laya... Now, aren't you looking good enough to eat?" His smile was warm but I could tell from the way his eyes shone that he was happy to see me. He stepped toward me and placed his hand at the small of my back as he guided me into his office.

Closing the door behind us, he swatted me hard on the ass making me jump. "Now tell me what this is all about, Layla. I don't have time for you Greystone's right now." He walked around me slow and deliberately.

"Well excuse me for wanting to see how my ex-fiancee is doing. Is Ion here today?" I stayed still letting him feel like he was totally in control.

Stopping behind me, he leaned into my body and I felt his breath on my neck as he took in my scent. "I can see you finally made the change. May I ask why?" I had to think fast and lie if I wanted Karrack to relax with me a bit.

"Kent turned me without asking." Which was basically true. "I-I don't know if I want to be with them anymore. The clan is small and powerful, yes. But it's members..." I falsely shuddered.

Karrack rested his hands on my upper arms and slid them underneath to pull my dress away from covering my breasts. I knew how he could be and shivered as his large hands covered them, squeezing firmly. "Looks like you're stuck in a pickle." Playing a woman in need of help, just wasn't working for me so I stepped away from his hands and pulled the front of my dress as closed as it would go.

"Look, I came to talk with Ion but since he's not here, I guess I should tell you and Jonas my information instead." A smirk crossed his features as he walked to his desk and pressed a button on the side. Within minutes, a crisp clean Jonas in a black suit came walking through the adjoining doors.

Seeing me he offered a small smile. Something was definitely wrong. "Good to see you, Layla, looking as fuckable as ever."

Smiling, a bit unsure of how to get out of this mess, I stepped toward him. "Thank you, Jonas. It's been a while."