All Chapters of THE CEO’S RUTHLESS COMMITMENT (hidden obsession): Chapter 111 - Chapter 117

Layla's POVI stood there for a moment, trying to process everything.America has started looking more dangerous than Europe… and it didn't look like it was ending soon…not even close.And somehow I was right in the middle of it.Viktor turned and gestured toward the stairs.“Come on.”I didn’t argue this time because I couldn’t wait to leave the sceneWe left her there still tied and silenced.—By the time we stepped into Viktor’s office, I exhaled a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.I paused just inside, taking it in.His office was exactly what I expected and not at all… sleek and expensive of course.Everything about it screamed power.But now I knew what was beneath it.And that changed something.“What? ….You’re surprised?” Viktor said.I looked at him.“Is that some sort of interrogation room downstairs?”His lips curved slightly.“I prefer to call it preparation.”I shook my head softly, still trying to wrap my mind around it.“You built that… inside a hotel?”“I al

Third Person POVViktor took a slow and measured step closer to her.“I know you didn’t mean that,” he said quietly.Layla didn’t respond.Her arms stayed folded, her posture was guarded, but her eyes flickered…just for a second.Viktor caught it.“You meant the opposite,” he added. “And after what happened … I’d be stupid to take your words at face value.”A sudden rush of heat climbed up Layla’s neck, spreading fast across her cheeks.She cleared her throat, sharp and awkward.“Excuse me?”But the damage was already done…Her face was warm alreadyViktor’s expression shifted almost immediately. The hard edge softened, his gaze dropped slightly to her face.“Why is your cheek red?” he asked,his voice was quieter now… almost curious.Layla froze then instinct kicked in.Her hand flew up, pressing against her cheek like she could hide it then she stood abruptly, avoiding his eyes.“I need a minute.”Before he could say anything else, she turned and walked away in speed straight into t

Third Person POVThe ride back to the hotel was quiet.Both of them sat in the backseat, facing forward and lost in their own thoughts.Everything that had happened still lingered between them.Layla glanced out the window, watching the city blur past.Her mind wasn’t still.Not even close.But she didn’t have the energy to sort through any of it yet.By the time they got back to the hotel, Viktor had already shifted.The silence didn’t follow him inside, action did.He moved like a man with a plan already forming in his head.“Get me the woman who delivered the package,” he said to one of the staff the second they stepped off the elevator.“Yes, sir.”Layla watched him.The way everything around him started moving.Orders were given in low voices and Within minutes, a female staff member was brought in nervous.Viktor stood in front of her, calm but unreadable.“Start from the beginning,” he said.His tone wasn’t loud but it also didn’t need to be.The woman swallowed and began talkin

Viktor’s POVLayla didn’t say a word the entire drive, she just sat there, staring ahead like the world had gone quiet for her alone.I reached out and held her hand, she let me with no resistance.Just just sat there… emptyAnd that somehow scared me more than anything else.—The place Marcus led us to was exactly what I expected…but worse.There were Run-down buildings and racked pavement.Kids sat on the curb with eyes too old for their age.Men leaned against doorways, watching everything without saying anything.A shout broke out somewhere down the street…someone was running, another was chasing.Petty theft.It was normal here.I stepped out of the car first, then reached for Layla.She didn’t look at me when she took my hand.I positioned myself slightly in front of her as we walked.Marcus led the way.The man we were here to see was waiting just outside one of the buildings.He looked up when we approached and the moment his eyes landed on me, something shifted.His posture