EPISODE 47
Jax’s Estate – Late Morning The faint murmur of voices downstairs stirred Jax from the edge of sleep. He blinked against the soft light that filtered through the curtains, his body heavy, muscles aching from the endless night of blood, fire, and betrayal. For a moment, he lay still, listening. Then he heard it—the unmistakable cadence of Nic’s voice. His pulse quickened. Dragging himself from bed, Jax pulled on black lounge pants and padded barefoot across the marble floor. He stepped out of his room and down the grand staircase, following the sound. And then—he saw him. Luciano. Nic was bringing bags inside, but it was Luciano’s figure just behind him that made the world pause. He looked tired from travel, but still impossibly radiant. The sight of him standing in the entrance of hi
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