LOGINLayla’s POVWe moved in quietly, every step was well planned and calculatedThe warehouse felt bigger from the inside. It was cold, hollow and supported by thick concrete pillars that gave enough cover for each of us to spread out without being seen.The officers moved like they had done this a hundred times, I followed, alerted and focused.Viktor stayed close behind me, I could feel it without turningI didn’t argue, right now, we had the same goal. I slowed near one of the pillars, pressing my back lightly against it as I leaned just enough to scan ahead, and then I saw them. Two men, standing with their backs to us.something about them made me pause.It wasn’t just that they were here, it was the way they stood, the shape of their shoulders, the way one of them slightly tilted his head while talking.He looked …. too familiarmy eyes narrowedno… it couldn’t be.But my body knew before my mind caught up. Ssharp breath left me quietly, I lifted my hand and pointed.“There,” I whi
Layla’s POV“Layla… what’s wrong?”Elena’s voice pulled me back.I hadn’t realized how tight my grip had gotten around my phone until she said it. I exhaled slowly, easing my fingers and slipping the phone into my palm.“It’s nothing you need to worry about,” I said at first.She didn’t look convinced.Her eyes stayed on me.I held her gaze for a second, then sighed quietly.“You remember the message you sent me?” I asked. “The one that said ‘help me’?”She nodded weakly.“I acted on it immediately,” I continued. “Before I even got to you.”Her brows pulled together slightly.“I made a call,” I said. “I hired a drone surveillance team. Gave them your location and told them to watch the area. Anyone suspicious leaving, anyone coming in… I wanted eyes on everything and where they would be moving to.”Elena blinked at me.“You… did that?” she asked softly.I nodded.“I didn’t tell Viktor,” I added. “I needed it to stay quiet.”For a moment, she just stared at me.Then something shifted in he
Layla’s POVI was already on my feet before the nurse finished speaking.I stood up quickly,I felt some sort of relief.Behind me, Viktor ended his call when he saw me standing up.“What happened?” he asked, stepping closer.I turned to him.“She’s awake,” I said. “She wants to see me.”Something shifted in his expression.“Good,” he said quietly.I nodded once, then turned and walked down the hallway without waiting.I didn’t trust myself to say more.When I reached her door, I paused for half a second, my hand resting on the handle.Then I pushed it open quietly.The room was dim and calm.Elena lay on the bed, her eyes were closed, her face was pale and bruised, but alive.I stepped inside and closed the door softly behind me.The sound must have reached her because her eyes fluttered open slowly.It took her a second to focus, then she saw me.“Layla…” she whispered.I moved closer immediately, pulling a chair beside her bed and sitting down.“I’m here.”I reached for her hand, h
Layla’s POVThe moment he said “little niece,” I knew ….my grip tightened around the phone.For a second, I didn’t speak, I just stood there, my pulse was steady in a way that didn’t match the storm rising inside me.I looked up, Viktor was already watching me, his brows drew ogether, searching my face for answers.I gave him one.“It’s been a long time, Uncle.”Viktor’s eyes widened.that was all he needed.I turned and walked away from the busy hallway, needing space, somewhere quieter, somewhere I could hear him clearly and think.Viktor followed me without a word. We found a row of empty seats at the far end of the corridor and sat down.A soft chuckle came through the line.“Well,” Stanley said, his voice was smooth and familiar in the worst way. “It really has been a long time.”I leaned back slightly, my fingers tightened around the phone.“I thought I’d call,” he continued, “hear your voice… and maybe even offer my sympathy.”My lips curved into a small, humorless smile.“Sym
Layla’s POVEverything after that moved too fast.Sirens were louder . Voices grew, hands were pulling Elena onto a stretcher. There was blood everywhere.I barely remember how we got to the hospital.One second I was holding her hand, calling her name, begging her to stay awake… the next, she was gone behind swinging doors with doctors shouting over each other.Now I’m here….Waiting and pacing.Trying not to lose my mind.“She has multiple injuries,” the doctor had said not long ago, his tone was serious. “There’s internal bleeding. We’re preparing her for surgery.”My chest had tightened instantly.“Surgery?” I repeated.He nodded. “It’s necessary.”I didn’t even think.“Do whatever you have to do,” I said quickly. “Just… make sure she lives.”He held my gaze for a second, then gave a small nod before walking away.And just like that, I was left alone with my thoughts.Well… not completely alone.There’s a policewoman standing a few feet away, watching everything quietly. She hasn’
Third Person POVBy the time Layla stepped out of the café, her phone was already pressed to her ear, her voice was sharp and steady despite the storm building inside her.“I need your services ,” she said the second the line connected. “Right now.”There was a pause on the other end.“It’s urgent.. I’m sending you the address.”She started walking faster, Viktor just ahead of her, already unlocking the car.She ended the call without waiting for a response and slid into the passenger seat.Viktor didn’t ask questions. The engine roared to life.“Address?” he said.Layla sent it to him in silence.The car sped off.…Meanwhile…Elena’s world had turned into pain.Her back hit the floor hard as Jasper shoved her down again. The impact knocked the air out of her lungs, but she still tried to crawl away.He grabbed her arm and yanked her back.“You really thought you could run?” he snapped with his voice low and vicious. “With the document?”His hand came down across her face and the
Layla’s POVViktor didn’t push the question about the baby.He simply looked at me for a moment, like he was weighing something in his mind, then his expression smoothed out again.The silence between us stretched.I broke out first.“I should go,” I said.I turned slightly, ready to leave, but his
Thirds persons POV…Fine,” she said at last.The word came out reluctantly and a bit careful.“But we talk. That’s it.”Viktor didn’t smile.He simply nodded once and gestured down the hallway.The private lounge was exactly what she expected from someone like him.Elegant, quiet and isolated.Soft
Layla's POVI took the folder with me back to the bed room. It felt like a curse sitting in my hands because it made my hands shake so much that I almost dropped it at the hall way.My knees were weary at the time I got to the room. I gave another look at the folder as though I expected my name to
Layla’S POVI looked at Viktor and his eyes were as soft as silk. His entire face looked transformed. There was no single trace of anger or sharp edges of the man who frightened me the previous night.I saw remorse. A one that showed off his boyishness. For a moment, I wondered what exactly he was







