The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 359

Chapter 359: A Sudden Change of Plans

As soon as they entered Axel’s home office, the door clicked shut behind them, sealing off the quiet hum of the house.

Axel didn’t bother sitting immediately. He leaned against his desk, arms folding across his chest as his sharp eyes slid toward his best friend.

"Man," he said casually, "are you sure you don’t want to spend time with her?"

Dylan was speechless for only half a second.

But Axel had known him long enough to catch even the slightest crack in his armor.

Dylan smiled bitterly. He knew that tone. Whenever Axel called him "man", it meant only one thing.

Teasing season had officially begun.

He cleared his throat. "Boss, come on... I came for work, not to meet her," he replied, then walked to the leather sofa and sat down without waiting for permission.

Axel finally walked toward the seating area and took the single sofa opposite Dylan, one leg crossing over the other. His expression was calm, but the amusement dancing in his eyes betrayed him. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Tell me," Axel said, voice light, "you and Stella are dating now?"

Dylan nearly choked on air.

"D–Dating?" he stammered, waving both hands as if swatting invisible flies. "Of course not." The nervousness in his voice completely betrayed him.

Axel stayed silent for a moment. Then he shook his head slowly, a rare smile forming on his lips. "So," he concluded, "you haven’t confessed yet."

Dylan’s soul briefly left his body. He straightened his posture immediately, forcing his expression into professional neutrality, the kind he wore when following Axel in board meetings or negotiations.

"Axel," Dylan said firmly, "let’s not discuss my personal life." His tone was polite. Calm. But desperate enough to make Axel’s smile widen.

"Alright, alright." Axel lifted his hands in surrender. "I’m just concerned for my sister-in-law’s happiness. Very responsible of me, don’t you think?"

Dylan gave him a flat look. "Truly noble. Saint Axel Knight."

Axel laughed quietly, then nodded toward Dylan’s bag. "You brought the file?"

Grateful for the change of topic, Dylan exhaled and opened his bag. He pulled out several stacks of documents and placed them neatly on the coffee table.

"Everything you asked for," Dylan reported. "Financial movements, cross-border accounts, and company affiliations. It’s all there."

Axel leaned forward, scanning the top page briefly, his teasing expression fading into the sharp, calculating calm that made men twice his size nervous.

"Good work," Axel said simply.

Dylan relaxed slightly, though his mind betrayed him with one fleeting image—Stella’s flushed cheeks, her nervous smile, the way her eyes had dimmed for just a second earlier that night.

He shook the thought away quickly. He came here for work, after all.

And if his heart disagreed... Well, that was a problem for another night.

Finally, after struggling to distract himself from Stella’s lingering image in his mind, Dylan succeeded. He focused on the documents, the figures, the schedules. For a brief moment, he almost forgot the way Stella’s voice sounded when she said his name.

Almost.

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