Semua Bab THE CEO’S RUTHLESS COMMITMENT (hidden obsession): Bab 101 - Bab 110

Layla’s POVI ran back inside my room, and shot the door behind me, tears rolled down my eyes.Suddenly…The ringing of my phone dragged me out of the storm in my head, I quickly wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand, I had not even realized I was crying again, I glanced at the screen, it was Naomi, a video call.My chest tightened, we had only spoken a few times since I arrived, everything had been chaotic, I hadn’t even had time to sit down and breathe properly, let alone have a real conversation with my best friend or my child.I rushed to the bathroom, splashed cold water on my face, and stared at my reflection, my eyes were swollen.I patted my face dry, forced my lips into something that looked like a smile, and answered the call.The moment Naomi’s face appeared on the screen, my heart felt lighter, and then I saw my baby.He was sitting in his high chair, cheeks full, eyes bright… the second he saw me, his whole face lit up, he started laughing and hitting the screen wit

Layla’s POVAt some point during the night, exhaustion finally forced me into sleep, but peace didn’t come with it at all.Then I had a dream that felt so real it was almost cruel. In the dream I was standing in a bright living room, sunlight poured through wide windows, everything looked warm and safe.Drey was in my arms, giggling as he tugged at my hair, across the room, Viktor stood by the couch watching us, he looked… relaxed and happy, a smile tugged at his lips as he walked toward us.“Careful,” he said softly. “He’s going to pull all your hair out.”I laughed. “Your son is the one doing the damage.”“My son?” Viktor raised a brow with a teasing grin.Drey clapped his tiny hands and squealed, the sound filled the room with warmth, for a moment, everything felt perfect, like we were a normal family, like none of the chaos existed, then the front door slammed open, the sound shattered the moment like glass.A figure stepped inside, my heart lurched, I couldn’t see the person’s f

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 voice stopped me.“Layla.”I looked back.“Did you receive a letter?”My steps froze.For a second my mind went totally blank.“A letter?” I repeated slowly.His eyes studied my face carefully.“Or a man,” he added. “About this tall.” He demonstrated “Late thirties maybe. Scarred neck or something of the sort..”The description hit me like cold water.It was the man. The same man who brought food to my room.My heart thudded once and hard. I forced my expression to stay calm even though my mind was racing with questionsDid Viktor know?Was this some kind of test?I cleared my throat.“No,” I said.The word came out steady.Viktor didn’t react right away.I lifted my chin slightly.“Why a

Third person POVLayla couldn’t sit still.She paced the entire hotel room back and forth wrapping her hands tightly around herself like she was trying to hold something together inside.Her phone was still in her hand.Everywhere was silent too“Think… think…” she muttered under her breath.Her mind ran in circles, jumping from one possibility to another. None of them were good. Naomi had called her too many times…that wasn’t normal. And now her number wasn’t going through… neither was the security line.Something was wrong.Or maybe she's overthinking itMaybe Naomi just needed something …simple.But what if it wasn’t?Layla stopped pacing and pressed her hand to her forehead.“God…” she whispered.Her chest tightened.She should have just answered.She looked around the room helplessly.Who could she call?Drew? Not reachable.Naomi? Not reachable.Security? Dead line.There was no one.Her breathing quickened again.“No… no, don’t do this,” she told herself, forcing a deep breat

Third Person POVBy the time she got back, the sky had started to dim slightly.Layla walked down the hallway toward her room, her thoughts were already drifting back to Marcus… to Caleb… then to the address in her bagLayla gasped.Her heart jumped as she turned sharply.Viktor stood a few steps away, leaning casually against the wall and watching her.“Jesus!” she exhaled, placing a hand on her chest. “You scared me.”He straightened slightly.“You didn’t answer my question.”Layla frowned.“Why are you monitoring me?”“This is my hotel,” Viktor replied calmly. “I’m responsible for every guest here.”Layla crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow.“is that so?”He held her gaze.“Really.”She tilted her head.“Do you personally track every guest that walks in and out? Or should I go downstairs and ask?”For a moment, Viktor had no response.Then he exhaled quietly.“I’m just looking out for you.”Layla didn’t look convinced.“You should be careful,” he added. “Especially here.”Her exp