Chapter Fourteen: Let Me Support You

After leaving Lunar Lounge, Tristan headed back to Layla's place. She had already shared the door lock code with him, so he easily let himself in. Inside, the house was cloaked in darkness, with a subtle fragrance of scented candles swirling in the air. Moving towards the bedroom, Tristan gracefully shed his coat along the way. Upon pushing open the bedroom door, he found the room softly illuminated, with Layla peacefully nestled in bed, fast asleep. Taking in the sight of Layla's beautiful face, Tristan removed his shirt, his sculpted physique gleaming in the dim light of the room. He leaned in, placing tender kisses along Layla's neck, causing her to stir from her sleep. The ticklish sensation made Layla furrow her brow, but she couldn't suppress a chuckle. Pushing his head gently away from her chest, she murmured, "Sorry, but I think I'll skip today. I hurt my ankle this afternoon." Pausing his movements, Tristan hovered over her, his intense gaze fixed upon her as his strong