The student lounge at Dukes was thick with the scent of overpriced espresso and the arrogant drone of voices that had never known the word "no." Jax was slumped in a leather armchair, scrolling through his phone with a predatory grin, while Theo sat opposite him, nursing a cold brew and looking like he owned the building.
"I’m telling you, Cole, this is the one," Jax said, not looking up. "Zane is hosting at his father’s estate in the north. It’s not just the Dukes crowd this time. He’s invited the city’s elite—models, influencers, the real heavy hitters. The city’s absolute baddest will be there, and half of them are already asking if a St. James is making an appearance."
"It’s going to be a bloodbath," Theo added with a chuckle. "Girls are gonna be fighting for you, St. James."
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