FLASHBACK - EIGHTEEN YEARS AGO

Layla's POV

"Please, Dominic." My voice breaks as I press my hands against my swollen belly, feeling our daughter move restlessly inside. "She's innocent in all of this."

Dominic's cold eyes sweep over me with the same disgust he's shown since discovering my true nature three months ago. The man I lived with for three years, who fathered three sons with me, looks at me now like I'm something ...