All Chapters of The Obsessed CEO’S Untamable Little One: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Night had taken over the city when Clodan was driving at full speed, his heart so agitated that the sound of his heartbeat was annoying to him. He only longed for one thing, one opportunity: for her to still be there. He abruptly stopped the car in front of her residential building and got out in a hurry, completely ignoring the reception staff. His desperation was palpable, his anguish to get to his destination, to her, was evident. He just wanted to talk to her, to have the opportunity to redeem himself. He didn't care if she didn't want to see him again after that, although it would be difficult, but he couldn't leave things that way. "Holly, please..." he whispered urgently as he ran down the hallways, until he finally reached her door. That's when they came face to face. Holly was petrified when she saw him. What was Clodan doing there? He should be at the hospital with his son and daughter-in-law, she wondered. "Holly..." Clodan said her name with relief and affection, f

Disappointment was reflected on Clodan's face as he entered the apartment. Empty. She wasn't there, she had left. He didn't know how many hours had passed since they talked, but it was the first time he felt such a bitter taste in his heart. Maybe if he hadn't let her go on her own, he would be a selfish jerk, that's why he let her choose, however, she decided to leave, to leave him, to seek her own happiness away from him. Did he have the right to feel dejected with her departure? Maybe not, but he was. Sadness governed his heart, disappointment, and loneliness again. It was all his fault for not deciding in time, now he had to pay the consequences. Even so, he had a glimmer of hope, but upon seeing the empty closet and drawers, he realized there wasn't any. It was too late. He sat on her bed, looking at the time on his mobile phone. It was past midnight, and if she took the plane, she was surely already in the air on her way to her new life, without him, just her, perhaps with a

The horrified expressions of Mr. and Mrs. Smit upon hearing Layla's confession lacked proper words. Not only did she reveal the reason for her trip to Rome with Athena, but also the terrible events she experienced with her ex-partner: the beatings, the verbal abuse, and, as a climax, the rape, and the fragile state he left her in. "I can't believe it, Layla," her mother exclaimed, visibly distraught. "How could you keep something like that to yourself? We are your parents, Layla!" she couldn't hold back her tears at the thought of what her daughter had gone through alone, while they were completely unaware of her suffering, believing that she was okay with the new direction she had taken in her life. "Who was that scumbag?" her father asked, with palpable fury. "Tell me, Layla!" "He's already in jail," Dimitri intervened, trying to calm the situation. "You don't have to worry about him, I made sure to send him to the hospital long before." "How could you hide something so seri

Valentino inhaled deeply before entering the ICU, adjusting the protective gown that Lenox had provided him with. As he crossed the threshold, a sense of solemnity and urgency enveloped him. The environment was silent, interrupted only by the soft hum of the medical equipment. The room was bathed in a dim white light, creating a serene but tense and melancholic atmosphere. Along the walls, monitors blinked with vital rhythms, projecting graphs and figures that bore witness to Athena's struggle to survive. Tubes and wires were intertwined in an orderly mess, connecting the young woman to the different medical devices. Valentino's gaze was directed towards Athena's gurney, where she lay motionless, fragile, and vulnerable. Her pale face was framed by strands of dark hair, while the sensors and probes attached to her body transmitted vital information to the nearby monitors. By her side, a respiratory machine emitted a soft mechanical whisper, accompanying the rhythmic rise and fal

Night spread its wings and Clodan was leaving his workday, which was getting later and later, seeking refuge in work to fill the emptiness he felt. It was his only consolation amidst the deep loneliness that invaded him. He parked his car in front of the building and handed the keys to his bodyguard before heading towards the reception, with his hands in his pockets and a gesture of greeting to the woman at the counter. He continued on his way to the elevator, pressing the familiar button that would lead him to his usual refuge. This time he wouldn't be returning to the mansion either. His son would probably be at the hospital with Athena, his nephew Dimitri, at the mansion with Layla, who was pregnant. Cayetana had moved into an apartment with Alexis, and the guests, the Smits and the Volkovs, were staying in hotels, waiting for news of Athena's improvement to return. He felt lonely, without company since Holly had left. He never imagined that her departure would affect him so mu