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The Bodyguard’s Shadow

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Chapter 39

Valencia’s POV

The interior of the Maybach was a sanctuary of chilled air and silence, but it couldn't drown out the phantom sensation of Antonio’s mouth on mine. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt that slick, scotch-scented desperation pressing against my lips. My skin felt like it was crawling with microscopic insects.

"V? You’re hyperventilating. Just a little," Jax’s voice was softer now, the adrenaline of the heist fading into genuine concern. "The money is safe. It’s bouncing
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