His gaze dropped briefly to her lips as she spoke again, explaining a few technical details. He tried to focus, but his mind was already somewhere else—on the fact that the warehouse she had found wasn't just any base. It was one of Pablo's.
The very man who had dared to threaten his family.
Leo's expression darkened slightly. Perfect, he thought coldly. I'll blow every single one of them to dust.
He looked at Bella again—her innocent face, her calm voice and the contrast burned inside him. She didn't even know what she had just handed him.
He stood slowly, closing his tablet. "You did well," he said in a low voice. "Very well."
Bella smiled faintly, her heart fluttering from the unexpected praise.
He turned toward the window, hands in his pockets, eyes sharp as the city stretched before him. "You can go now," he said softly.
Bella nodded, gathering her things and walking out.
As the door closed behind her, Leo's calm expression melted into something far darker.
