All Chapters of Forced Marriage With The CEO : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Layla’s POV“Layla”, Ethan said, shaking me and tapping me.I couldn’t control my body movement, engulfed with fear. “Calm down, Layla, look at me and breathe”, Ethan let out, tapping me gently.I tried to catch my breath and finally calmed down.“Why are you just telling me this?” I screamed, catching Ethan unaware.“I didn’t mean to hide it from you, Layla. I’ll keep you safe. I promise,” Ethan said in a low voice.On a typical day, I’d have felt bad for raising my voice at Ethan, but I was too angry to feel anything.“What about Aria?” I asked“How do you intend to keep her safe?” I continued, and Ethan looked down, playing with his fingers.“Oh my God”, I muttered, bursting into tears. I cried like a baby, and Ethan tried to console me.“When is all of this going to end?” I asked“I promise you that I’ll make sure Sedar gets caught and justice served”, Ethan muttered, pulling me towards him.I had an idea suddenly and grabbed Ethan’s hands.“What if we ask the officers to questi

  Ethan’s POV I had plans to inform Layla about sedar, but I was waiting for the right time. I asked Layla if I could take Aria to school and bring her back home, and she agreed.  Taking Aria down to school and bringing her home became a part of me. Layla called me and informed me that Drake was getting discharged. I offered to follow her to pick him up, but Due insisted I stay with Aria. I played a few games with Aria and also watched cartoons with her.  After a while, Layla arrived with Drake, and everybody was all over him. I smiled, trying not to cross my boundaries.  “Welcome back, Layla,” I  said, finally breaking the silence in the air. “Thank you so much”, Layla said, moving closer to me. I picked her up and swayed her around, enjoying the sound of her l

Ethan’s POV I couldn’t sleep, and I decided to go downstairs for a drink. I went into the kitchen and poured myself a drink. Layla came into the kitchen without noticing me and went to pick up water from the fridge. I looked at her, attracted to the skimpy nightwear she had on. Layla jumped, running to the back of the cabinet the moment I cleared my throat. Seeing how scared Layla was, I stopped drinking and grabbed a bottle of water, leaving the room. “Are you angry?” Layla asked, and I stopped immediately. I wasn’t angry at Layla, but at myself, I didn’t know how to explain or express it. I turned towards Layla and moved closer. “I’m not angry; I want you”, I replied slowly Layla looked at me, confusion evident in her eyes. “What?” Layla asked “I said I want to eat you up and ravish you”, I replied with more confidence. Layla came out of hiding and walked towards me, looking all sexy, and I felt my anger vanish. I dropped the water on the table and moved closer, meeting he

Layla’s POV I drove straight to Ethan’s house and waited outside while he went inside to pick up his stuff. I dialled Bridget’s line to check on Aria. “Hey Bridget, how is everything going?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. “Everything is fine”, Bridget replied “How is everyone at home?” I let out “Everyone is fine. We just finished eating,” Bridget said “Alright, I’ll be coming home soon with Ethan” I replied “Okay, would you like me to prepare anything ahead?” Bridget asked “You can make us a meal if you are not too tired” I responded “Okay, Annabeth is here with Cho, and they are saying hi,” Bridget said “Alright, tell them I said hi,” I replied, ending the call. Ethan arrived, placed his luggage in the booth of the car and entered. I looked at him and started to laugh. “What’s funny?” Ethan asked, raising one of his eyebrows. “How is your luggage so much?” I asked “Oh, that, it’s just everything I might need,” Ethan said, smiling mischievously. “Alright, th

Ethan’s POV Layla looked so happy driving my car, and I relaxed watching her enjoy it. We arrived at the station quickly, and I commended Layla for her good-driving skills. I noticed Layla was getting nervous again and came down from the car to help her. I held Layla’s hands as we walked into the station and met with some officers. I explained the purpose of the visitation, and the officer directed us into a waiting room. “Visiting time is in twenty minutes, and you can wait here”, the officer said and left. I looked at Layla, and we both burst into laughter. I didn’t remember that there would be a visiting time, and the look on Layla’s face showed that she didn’t remember either. I burst into laughter at the realisation. Layla looked at me with a straight face, and I could tell she was trying to hold it in. “What do we do for the next twenty minutes?”Layla asked staring at me “Anything you want, I’m done”, I let out with a smile. “Well, I don’t think we should leave” Layla re