ADRIK
I glanced up from the file Mikhali had sent, slightly irritated by the soft buzz of my phone which faded when I saw Yuri’s name across the screen. I had instructed him not to call except it was urgent.
“Speak,” I commanded.
“We have a situation Pakhan.”
I shot up abruptly. “Serafina?”
“She’s safe.” he paused briefly “Someone planted a note in her bag. A threat. We are on our way back to the penthouse.”
My blood turned cold as rage spread through me.
“What did it say?”
Yuri hesitated which wasn't a wise move on his part. “Yuri” I growled, my patience running thin.
“You're not safe, he can't protect you.”
My silence was ominous as I stared at the skyline outside my office window,the glass towers glittered as they were bathed in sunlight. But I felt none of the warmth,
