Mated to a Mafia boss
I told her, not waiting for a response as I strode toward the door, already bracing myself for whatever mess awaited me.
I yanked the door open, anger surging through me.
"What is it?" I demanded, my voice sharp and cold.
Jayden’s expression was grim, his usual cocky demeanor replaced with something far more serious. "I just got a call," he said, his voice low, tinged with something I rarely heard from him—sadness. "The boss has been poisoned."
For a second, the words didn’t register. Then—
"What?" I roared, my voice echoing through the hallway, louder than I intended. My chest tightened, my pulse hammering in my ears.