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CHAPTER 31: New Life.

Auteur: Ollie
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-14 21:56:35
Jazz's POV

The penthouse is so high up in the sky, I might as well be in heaven. Fluffy, pretty clouds surround it.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I can see the entire city and the millions of flickering lights.

Zeke had dropped me off on his way to his airport, introduced me to my new driver/bodyguard, Bobby, and handed me a black card for my shopping.

Now, I walk around, acquainting myself with my new home.

I still can't believe my new life. In twenty-four hours, my life
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