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Chapter Forty-Nine – The Reckoning

POV: Noah

The gala was everything Julian Marsh loved—opulence, optics, and control.

Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead like a ceiling of diamonds. Velvet drapes in imperial blue cascaded from twenty-foot windows. A string quartet played something elegant and forgettable in the corner. Every inch of the ballroom was curated to perfection, like a stage set for the grandest of lies.

And in the center of it all stood Julian himself.

Tailored tuxedo. Wine glass in hand. Smile sharp enough to bleed.

Noah stepped into the room like he was walking into enemy territory.

Black suit. Blood-red tie. The color of battle.

He spotted Elias by the bar, unmoving, eyes locked on him. There was tension in the set of his shoulders—like he wasn’t sure if Noah was about to win a war or walk into a trap.

Noah didn’t blink.

Didn’t break.

It was both.

He crossed the marble floor slowly, each step deliberate, like he was being watched—and he was. Conversatio
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