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64: Go out

Penulis: Aria Wilde
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-22 21:44:54

Jax’s pov

I walked into the boardroom like I was headed to war.

It wasn’t even noon, and already I wanted the day over. My skin itched from the inside out, like I couldn’t sit still for long without bursting. I’m

Riley was seated already, flipping through her tablet, lips pursed in quiet focus. Just the sight of her made something twist in my chest.

Betrayal had a face. A sweet one, apparently.

Caleb was on the other side, talking to PR about the angle of the upcoming press conference. He glanced my way, squinted like he could tell I hadn’t slept. He wasn’t wrong. I’d maybe caught two hours—none of them restful.

I took my seat at the head of the table, ignoring the nods and greetings.

Someone passed out documents. Another started talking strategy.

But all I could hear was her voice.

“So you’d wire the payment after I send it?”

The audio file hadn’t left my head since I heard it. Played it six, maybe seven times. And every time, it cut deeper.

Across the table, Riley laughed at somethi
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