"Confirmed! It was NM!" From: E
Axel stared at the message glowing on his screen.
For a long second, the room seemed to shrink around him.
The gentle hum of the heater behind him faded into the background as rage surged cold and sharp through his veins.
His jaw tightened, and his eyes darkened.
'Damn it. Natalie Martinez.'
His fingers curled around the phone until the edges dug into his palm.
'How dare you hire an assassin to kill my wife? Are you really tired of living?'
The fury threatened to tear out of him, but he swallowed it down, painfully aware of his wife sleeping just a few steps away. He glanced at her lying peacefully on the bed, her breathing soft and even.
Axel forced himself to stay silent, to keep the storm locked in his chest, but it was difficult.
He turned away from her, stepping out of the bedroom and into the living area of the VIP suite.
