|Xavier's POV|
"What the f**k do you mean he escaped?" I growl out at Azriel standing in front of me.
After I had dropped Sage at her place, I was to go and question another Albanian that we had managed to capture. He was supposed to be my link towards uncovering what these mobsters wanted to do in New York and then stopping them. However, I had changed my plans last minute and decided to complete the task today.
However, as I sat in my office at the top floor of Esmeraya— the company my ancestors built from ground up and now, it belongs to me...at least unofficially, until my wedding, Azriel had come in and explained to me how the Albanian escaped.
A man Azriel himself was supposed to be in charge of.
"I left for an important call and when I came back, he had somehow managed to
