Chapter 29
Emilia’s POV
He lay there, blood pooling beneath his broken body, defeated and broken. I stood over him, panting heavily, my eyes filled with relief that it was over.
I turned to Jackson, who stood beside me, his face smeared with blood and sweat. He let out a victorious roar, his voice echoing through the bar. The people around erupted into applause, their cheers mingling with the sound of shattered glass and the scent of violence.
Jackson looked at me, his eyes filled with a mix of admiration and concern. "You did it, my friend. You showed them what you're made of."
I nodded, a faint smile gracing my lips. "I still need a favor from you.”
He sighed, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Whatever you need my friend.”
I nodded, taking a deep breath to steady myself. "There is
