Owned By The Billionaire Mafia King

atest model of explosives stuck under the window-something she re

ve an upward-sliding lock, while the others were too high up. Jumping out of those would be either fatal or at

ent smirk played on her lips. To her, these things were just dec

lock, she hesitated, pulling back

, she was forced to be Ryan's servant, but given how cold-blooded he was,

after all, which led to this situation. The

ted, but that didn't mean she was heartless. If

With a sigh, she smacked herself l

ed back toward the meeting room

it didn't make a sound. She waved frantically in Ryan's direction, frustrated. When

, she got even more desperate, kicking

He frowned slightly before lifting his head, noticing Echo's frantic state outs

signaled to Cobra

ht toward Ryan. With less than seven minutes l

, his cold eyes fixed on Echo

es seated around the room. She then leaned in

ds. In a life-or-death situation, they'd all be looking out for themselves, and as an out

n was famously cold and unapproachable, never letting a

ut asking any questions, he stood up abruptly, wrapped an arm around Echo's

hing flickering in their eyes, but they

survived in this world by being clueless. If the powerful Dark family was suddenly leavi

ft," Echo urged, feeling Ryan's arm stil

d be faster if they ran, she tried to pull him toward the door, but Ryan's face darkened

hadn't sun

eady as he said, "Calm down, I'm here." He quickened his pace toward

he was just that conf

y hair asked, unable to hold back his curiosity as he saw

she saw he didn't object, she qu

drained the color from ever

hority, breaking into a run toward the exit. The older ones exchanged a glance and then

nd their men who had rushed ahead found the main door co

owhere, pulled out a handgun,

ad managed to bring a gun past all the security checks. They quickly said,

hat very security had turned the place into a trap. With all communication tools remov

sharp tone making everyon

y got to work. Her hands moved swiftly, and in just mo

is time; they let Ryan lead Echo

ck-the seconds sli

ed a life-or-death situation quite like this. Usually, if she got caught, she could still escape, but now, if she didn't mak

he ticking clock made them tremble. She struggled

through her panic, and a strong hand

no hint of fear or panic in his cold, intense eyes. The h