The Devil in My Arms

POV: Calla

One second, the terrifying mafia boss was gripping me tight, burying his face into my neck like I was his only anchor. The exact next second, Cassian went limp. His massive body turned into dead weight against my chest, crushing me backward.

"Cassian?" My voice scraped through my throat, thin and laced with sudden panic.

He did not respond. His heavy frame swayed, threatening to take