Zayden's jaw tightened as he pulled Aylin closer to him—firm but not in a painful way. He leaned down and whispered just for her, "See? This is why I need you, hacker girl. No one can outsmart their tech as you do." His lips grazed her ear, sending a thrill through her. "And after this? I'll make it worth it. Dinner, wine... and me."
Aylin playfully swatted his arm, trying to hide a smile. "Focus up, mafia king. We're in crisis mode."
He chuckled lightly. "Can't help it. You're distracting." But he straightened up, turning back to Selina. "So, who's the mole?"
Selina hesitated, glancing at Reyes. "It's... complicated. But I have some leads. Just give me 48 hours, and I'll have names."
A tense silence filled the room as Zayden took in the news. He nodded slowly. "Okay. Reyes, work with my security team and double the patrols. Selina, get those leads, and don't mess it up."
