Chapter 54:
Unraveled Control
(Axel’s POV)
The door to the penthouse slammed hard enough to rattle the glass fixtures. I didn’t care.
I stormed through the foyer, my pulse pounding in my ears, every step heavy with anger I couldn’t quite name.
Chase looked up from the couch where he sat with Isla, both of them mid-conversation, eyes widening at the sound. “Whoa,” he said slowly, setting down his drink. “You look like someone just punched you in the gut.”
“Don’t start,” I muttered, stalking toward the mini bar.
Stella trailed in behind me, heels clicking against the marble floor, her arms crossed and face tight with frustration. “I’ve been asking him the whole way here,” she said to Chase. “He hasn’t said a word. Just stormed through the lobby like the world ended.”
Isla exchanged a
