Chapter 61. Losing His Mind

Author's POV

The tension inside Luciano’s study was suffocating.

It clung to the walls like poison.Heavy.Oppressive.

Deadly.

The room was silent except for the occasional crackling from the fireplace and the sharp sound of Luciano’s breathing.Two days.

Two fucking days since Adeline had disappeared.

Forty-eight hours.

Two thousand eight hundred and eighty minutes.

Every second had felt like torture.Luciano stood beside his desk, his broad shoulders rigid with tension. His expensive suit jacket had long since been discarded, leaving the sleeves of his black dress shirt rolled to his forearms.The veins beneath his skin were prominent.

His fists remained clenched.

His entire body looked coiled and dangerous.

Like a predator seconds away from tearing someone apart.

Because that was exactly how he felt.

For years, Luciano had built his empire on control.Control over his enemies.

Control over h