Layla’s POV
My pulse drummed in my ear.
"Where is he then?" I asked.
This time, she didn't look at me. "Mr Douglas is in a board meeting." She answered politely.
"I'll wait in his office ," I snapped.
I went in and waited. Minutes almost stretched to an eternity. The atmosphere was suffocating. Then finally, I saw the door burst open and Viktor stormed inside. He looked like a storm himself. He wore an immaculate charcoal suit, one I've never seen before and it was certainly not the clothes Chloe had taken earlier.
Not the ones he wore from home the previous day either.
His countenance dropped dead when he saw me.
"Layla!" He called out in a low but urgent voice. He took two strides in reaching me then he clamped his hand around my arm and dragged me into the corner of the office
