~LAYLA~
I froze, my breath catching in my throat as Cassandra leaned back with that same sickly sweet smile, like she hadn't just dropped a bomb in my ear.
My chest squeezed tight. All those pictures. Blackmail. It all clicked.
Of course, it was her. Who else could sink so low to bring me down?
She saw the realization dawn in my face, and her smile widened. "That's right," she murmured. "Beg, or I'll make sure everyone knows exactly what you've been up to. A slut jumping from man to man."
I felt my stomach twist, and I hissed under my breath. "That's not true, Cass, and you know it," My nails dug into my palm. "How the hell did you even get your hands on those pictures?"
Cassandra tilted her head, feigning innocence. "Oh, you know me. I'm always one step ahead of you. Ever since you embarrassed me at the gala, I've had someone keeping an eye on you. I only had to wait for the perfect opportunity to remind you not to cross me."
