Viktor’s POV
By the time I reached my office again, I found more files stacked on my desk.
More evidence.
Layla was painted boldly more on each new piece of evidence.
Shortly my secretary rushed into my office with a scary speed.
"Sir, have you seen the release?"
Before I could say a word she grabbed the television remote and tuned it.
There. My worst fear.
The press had caught wind of the situation.
I tried everything.
My breath was shaking.
no matter the number of calls I made or cash I was ready to throw away to bury it, Layla's name and face was splashed all over and my firm's name was the headlines.
It unlocked a type of fury I've left untouched for years.
For the first time in many years I was so afraid and terrified of something I couldn't control.
It was safe to sa
