Chapter 63: The Perfect Night

By the time Tristan got home, it was late into the night. Layla was waiting for him to come back with a warm, soft light on in the room. Leaning against the headboard, her eyes half-closed, she slowly drifted off when he walked in. She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep, but when she woke up, she found Tristan sitting on the edge of the bed gazing at her. She instantly reached out as if wanting to capture this moment. With a soft chuckle, Tristan gathered her into his arms, holding her close like she was his treasure. Then, he kissed her passionately—hot but gentle. They shared a long, tender kiss that left Layla a little breathless. She pulled back slightly, sensing that something was off with him. "What's wrong? Did Ashton put some demands on you?" She asked. Tristan playfully pinched her nose, smiling as he replied, "Seems like I can't keep anything from you." He was mad about Ashton's shady tactics. If it had not been for their family, he would definitely have deal