Chapter 268

Mason’s POV

Logan’s sharp eyes were locked on mine, and I could feel my palms sweating. I tried to act calm, but the tension in the air was suffocating.

“Boss, I…”

Logan silenced me with a raised hand, his gaze unwavering as he studied the drink. His lips twitched, forming a small, knowing smirk.

“You made this for Layla, didn’t you?” His voice was low, but there was a dangerous edge to it.

I nodded slowly, swallowing hard. “Yes, boss. I thought she might like it.”

Logan tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing. Then, without another word, he turned and began walking down the stairs, the glass in hand.

My heart felt like it was about to explode. I stood there, watching helplessly as he took a long sip from the juice.

Each step he took felt like a countdown to disaster. I could barely breathe as he headed to