The Mafia's Reluctant Bride
He snatched it up, and when his eyes scanned the screen, he thought his heart might burst from the pressure inside him.
I should have burned you alongside your devil clan, but I would never let you die with that mask on.
The message from Snow seared into his skull. Before he could even react, the feed switched—his phone linking to the clan’s cameras.
Snow was there. Mocking him.
Another message came.
One… two… three.
On the third count, the world erupted.
The Veleno Clan’s compound exploded into a sea of flames.
The phone slipped from Ace’s trembling hands, clattering against the ground as his legs weakened. His body felt detached, his veins no longer obeying him. He staggered forward, stari