Moon shadow pack*

Pregnant Layla could be seen sitting as her maid massaged her legs

Layla's voice was a sharp crack, her words laced with pain and frustration.

"Are you insane? Can't you do it carefully?" she shouted, her eyes flashing with anger.

Her maid, Lia, froze, her hands hovering above Layla's swollen ankles.

"I'm so sorry, milady," Lia apologized, her voice trembling. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

Layla's face contorted in discomfort, her pregnant belly straining against her ...