All Chapters of THE CEO’S RUTHLESS COMMITMENT (hidden obsession): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Third Person's POVLayla drove to the cafe forty minutes early.She couldn't sit still at home or bear another second of Naomi's worried looks or Drew's silent disapproval. So she left in her car and drove straight to the address she'd given Jasper.The cafe was busy and people were rushing in full swing while some people were ordering coffee, typing on laptops and talking on phones. Normal life continuing while hers fell apart.She chose a table by the window which back to the wall and had clear view of the entrance.She ordered coffee she wouldn't drink and waited.Her phone sat on the table in front of her and she held the small magnetic tracker sat in her palm, hidden beneath the table. Drew had given it to her that morning and showed her how to attach it and how to activate the app."Just get it on his clothes somewhere," Drew had said. " Whether his coat pocket, back of his shirt or anywhere he won't feel it."She'd practiced it on her own jacket twice until the movement felt na

Layla's POV"Yes it's me, Ms. Backwood." She confirmed. "Please don't hang up."My entire body went rigid. Drew immediately became alert and Naomi eyes were widened."I know you hate me," Belinda continued quickly. "I know what I did but I need to tell you where your son is."The room started spinning as I gripped the phone tighter."Where?""Not over the phone because they might be listening. I need to see you face to face.""You expect me to trust you?" My voice turned to ice. "After what you did?""No." She was crying now. I could hear it in her voice. "I don't expect trust but I'm asking anyway for Drey's sake."Drew moved closer, his expression hard. He was shaking his head, mouthing the word "trap."But I couldn't hang up yet."Why should I believe anything you say?" I asked."Because I saw him today." Belinda's voice broke completely. "I saw Drey crying, probably missing his mom and I can't do this anymore. I don't care what they do to me or my sister. I can't watch him suffer.

Layla’s POVA call entered showing an unknown caller.Layla stared at her phone like it might explode in her hands.The screen glowed softly in the dim living room.Her fingers trembled. “Get it,” she whispered to herself.Drew stood near the door, arms folded, eyes locked on her.Naomi hovered behind the couch, biting her nails.Layla swallowed. Then she picked the call.“Talk,” the voice said.It wasn’t human, not really.It sounded like metal scraping on glass, filtered, distorted and cold.Her chest tightened, she forced herself to breathe.“I…” Her voice cracked on purpose. “I… you should talk, you called.”There was silence.“Fine!” Layla said, breathing heavily .“I saw it,” she continued quickly. “I saw Belinda die. She… she was shot.…”Her throat closed so she paused through it.“I can’t do it anymore, I’m tired, I’m done fighting you. You win.”The voice didn’t respond still.Layla squeezed her eyes shut.“I’ll cooperate,” she rushed on. “I’ll sign everything, every document

Layla’s POVThe hospital waiting room smelled like a typical hospital.I sat in one of the staff chairs with Drey pressed against my chest, his tiny face buried in my neck. My arms ached, but I didn’t loosen my hold. I couldn’t.Naomi had been in surgery for an hour.Every time the operating room doors swung open, my heart jumped into my throat.Drew paced in front of me, phone pressed to his ear. “Yes, four men, rotating shifts, no one gets near her without clearance.” He paused. “I don’t care who they are.”He ended the call and looked at me. “You should let a doctor check you.”“I’m fine.”“Your baby was kidnapped, and you were shot at, you haven’t slept.”“I said I’m fine.”My voice came out sharper than I intended. Drey stirred, making a small sound. I kissed his head immediately.“Sorry, baby. Mommy is here.”Drew crouched in front of me. His voice softened. “Ma’am, adrenaline hides injuries. At least let them run tests.”I shook my head. “If something was wrong, I would feel it

Third Persons POVLayla did not move.Jasper’s whisper clung to her mind like smoke.Can you save Caleb?For a split second, the world around her dulled. She inhaled slowly and forced her shoulders back.Jasper wanted a reaction, he always did.He had tried using Drey, but that failed, now he was using Caleb.Her eyes hardened, not today.Drew stepped forward instantly, placing himself between her and Jasper without even being asked. His posture shifted from calm to protective in a single motion.“Back off,” Drew said quietly.Jasper only smirked.That slow, infuriating smirk.He slipped his hands into his pockets like he was on a casual morning walk instead of standing outside a courthouse facing serious charges.His gaze stayed locked on Layla.Unbothered, amused and dangerous.Then, without another word, he turned and walked toward the entrance.Like he had already won.Drew’s jaw tightened.Belinda moved closer to Layla, her voice low and tense. “What did he say to you?”Layla did