[~Song Recommendation: Ain't No Rest for the Wicked by Cage The Elephant & Holiday by Little Mix ~]
Layla saw her closing the distance taking strides and soon Mayra lifted her hand to slap her across the face. In defense, she just closed her eyes to face her wrath although deep in her heart she felt maybe her Master would save her.
"STOP!" Michael's voice echoed across the room. She opened her eyes, her hands already trembling because of the terror she noticed in Mayra's eyes before. Mayra wouldn't have batted an eye and killed her if she could do that with her gaze. But she felt relief when her eyes caught sight of her Master holding Mayra's hand tight in his grip.
"Si-Sir… I'm innocent, I'm telling you that bitch—" Mayra tried her best, pretending innocent. Even her eyes were bleeding with crocodile tears. But her mouth got shut when Michael spoke.
