~LAYLA~
Axel's fork paused mid-air. He must have noticed my worried expression, because the next second, he was asking, "What's wrong?"
I looked up quickly, heart pounding. His sharp gaze was fixed on me assessing, narrowing when he noticed the phone I was holding tightly, as if it could hurt me.
"It's nothing," I said too quickly, but my voice cracked at the end.
He leaned back without blinking. "That didn't look like nothing."
I bit my lip, feeling conflicted. If I showed him, it could blow up into something much bigger. But if I didn't, he'd find out eventually anyway.
My hesitation must have given it away because Axel pushed his chair back and stood up. Before I could hide my phone, he reached over and picked it straight from my hand.
"Axel…"
His eyes scanned the screen quickly. Then he clenched his jaw so hard I thought his teeth might break.
A low, lethal whisper escaped him. "Someone's going to fucking die for this."
