The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn and Axel) novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427: The Real Villain In This Story

"Where is he?" Axel asked the moment the elevator doors opened, his voice steady but carrying the weight of restrained impatience.

He did not slow down.

His long strides cut through the quiet hallway as if the distance between him and his office were an inconvenience rather than a physical space.

Dylan, who had been waiting near the elevator, immediately followed. Keeping up with Axel when he was in this mood was never easy.

"He is still sleeping in his office," Dylan replied quickly. "I will wake him now."

Without waiting for further instruction, Dylan turned and hurried away.

Axel watched him disappear for half a second before releasing a quiet sigh. He entered his office and closed the door behind him, the familiar space offering no comfort this time. The room was silent, orderly, and calm—everything he was not.

Another wait.

Axel loosened his tie slightly as he walked toward the sofa. His movements were controlled, but the tension beneath them was obvious.

Sitting down did little to ease the restless energy building inside him. His fingers tapped lightly against the leather, a subtle habit that only appeared when his patience was wearing dangerously thin.

Even a single minute felt unbearable.

His gaze drifted to his phone. Calling Collins directly crossed his mind more than once. Axel was not known for patience, and today was testing whatever small amount he possessed.

Just as he reached for the device—

A soft knock interrupted the silence.

"Boss, Collins is here..."

Dylan’s voice came from outside, cautious yet slightly relieved.

Axel straightened. "Come in."

The door opened, and Collins stepped inside.

For a brief moment, Axel simply stared at him.

Collins looked like a man who had been violently rejected by the sleep god for several consecutive nights. His hair was messy in a way that could not be blamed on style, his eyes were ringed with dark circles, and his clothes looked as though they had endured a long, emotionally draining journey.

This exhausted figure was, technically, the company’s IT Director.

The contrast was almost comical.

Axel studied him carefully, his sharp gaze missing nothing. Despite the disheveled appearance, there was something familiar in Collins’ expression, that faint spark of satisfaction barely hidden beneath the fatigue.

"Did you get enough sleep?" Axel asked, gesturing for him to sit.

Collins dropped onto the sofa with a heavy sigh. "Not bad," he answered, his voice dry.

Axel raised an eyebrow.

Collins grinned weakly. "But I’m really starving right now, Boss. I need to eat plenty of grilled meat."

Dylan, who sat on the other sofa, nearly choked trying to suppress a laugh.

Axel blinked once before nodding in agreement. "You will get it once you give me your report."

Collins groaned softly. "You are the boss..."

Axel’s lips twitched slightly, but the tension in his eyes remained. "Report."

"Ah... yes. The important part." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

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