Todos los capítulos de THE CEO’S RUTHLESS COMMITMENT (hidden obsession): Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Third person’s POVCaleb stood by the wide glass window of his penthouse in Manhattan, the city light reflecting off his face like scattered sparks. His suitcase lay open on the bed behind him, half- packed. His jaw was set. His movements were sharp and controlled, the way a man moves when he’s fighting the urge to panic.He dialed his private investigator.“Sir,” the man answered almost immediately.“I’ll be out of America in a few days,” Caleb said, slipping a file into his suitcase. “But continue with everything we discussed, no delay. And I want reports sent to me the minute you uncover anything.”“Yes, sir.”“And listen…” Caleb paused for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck. “If anything is linked to Ava… I want to know immediately.”“Understood sir”Caleb dropped the call.His breath shuddered once, the only sign of the storm churning inside him.Then he scrolled through his phone… and dialed Naomi.The call rang twice.“Hello?” Naomi’s voice sounded confused. “Who…”“It’s C

Third person’s POVLayla barely had time to inhale before Caleb’s voice hit her ear like a cold splash.“ I'm in town.need to see.” No greetings whatsoever then he added, “I’m already driving to your house.”Layla closed her eyes, letting her head fall back. The exhaustion pressed into her like gravity.Of course he was already coming. Caleb always showed up five steps ahead, like he lived with a map of her life no one else had access to.Those were the angry thoughts in her head.“Caleb…”“Five minutes,” he cut in.The line ended.Layla exhaled and dropped her phone on the couch. The room still smelled of jasmine and new furniture, but she didn’t even get the chance to settle into it.Naomi’s head popped around the corner like a nosy sitcom neighbor.“Your face looks like you just found out rent has doubled. Oh wait, you don't pay rents…What happened?”Layla rubbed her eyelids. “Caleb wants to see me.”Naomi’s mouth dropped. “Now? As of now?”Layla nodded.Naomi flung her hands dram

Layla’s POVNaomi’s face was the first thing I saw when the car window slid down. Her hair was sticking in ten different directions, like she’d sprinted out of the house.“Jesus, Layla. What are you people doing here? A board meeting?” She demanded.Caleb’s hand dropped from the window control, and the second Naomi’s eye landed on my face, I saw the confusion hit her, her expression softened.“Why do you look like you cried?” She asked, stepping closer.I forced a small smile and opened the car door.“I’m fine,” I said quickly. “We just… talked.”Naomi narrowed her eyes at me like she didn’t buy that for a second, but Caleb stepped out at the same moment and gave her a polite nod.“I’ll head out now,” he said. “Ava, call me if anything changes.”I nodded. “Yeah. Just… let me know if anything else comes up.”Caleb held my gaze for a second, long enough for me to read whatever unspoken warning he was holding back, then he got into his car.The engine started, the tall-lights glowed and

Layla’s POVTwo months passed in a blink, and somehow, everything in my life began to resolve around a tiny human who barely weighed anything but carried my entire world on his chest and eyes.Drey, my son.Every morning, I would wake up before the sun, not because I had to, but because I wanted to, just to watch him breathe. His chest rose and fell softly, his lips puckered like he was always in the middle of a thought. Some days I cried looking at him. Other days, I laughed for no reason at all.I had never felt this full. Not rich-full, not success-full.Naomi took her godmother role way too seriously.“She needs to burp him after feeding,” she’d tell Belinda like she was issuing military commands. “And don’t let her skip meals, she thinks coffee counts as food.”Belinda moved into the new house without hesitation. She blended into my routine so smoothly that some days I forgot she hadn’t always been there, rocking Drey when my arms were tired, cooking warm meals, humming softly w

Layla's POV."Do you even remember why you left America in the first place?"Naomi's voice wasn't loud when she said it. It didn't need to be, but it delivered its message clearly.I turned to her slowly, like someone reaching for a memory that hurt too much to touch too fast. My chest first tightened before my mind caught up.Of course I remembered.America wasn't just a place I left. It was a version of myself I barely survived."I remember. " I said quietly.Naomi stepped closer, her eyes were steady on mine . " If you remember like you say, then you should have known that you can't just rush back there like you're running from your bedroom to your kitchen. At least not now. You have a baby to think about. I know your head is spinning right now.""I just need answers, " I said. "Julian seems to be the only one who can--""No," she cut in. "Caleb is. You have his good button just on your tips. Use it, Layla."I frowned. "But all these are not his mess."Naomi let out a sharp brea