Paetyn’s POV
“Is that…?”
Ace’s voice sounds like static in my ears as I blink at the screen, one, two, three times, trying to process what I’m seeing right now.
My fiance hired a mafia enforcer to kidnap me… Why? Why would he do something like that? It’s not adding up, but the evidence is staring me right in the face.
“That motherfucker,” Ace seethes, his balled fists on his thighs turning white. “I knew he was f*****g hiding something.”
I’m snapped out of my daze when Ace stands, shoving the chair back so hard it crashes against the wall behind us. Before he can take a step, I wrap my hand around his wrist. His body is vibrating under my touch, and fury seeps into his ocean eyes, turning them darker than I have ever seen them.
If I were to let him go, I have no doubt he would go
