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Chapter 43

Author: Daisy Jolliffe
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-02 16:41:19

Mia slipped into The Lone Wolf with the kind of cautious grace she’d forgotten she possessed. The bar had a quiet hum to it—low orange lighting, clinking glasses, and leather booths dimly lit by flickering sconces. It felt warm, anonymous, far away from penthouses and polished marble and the smell of cigar smoke she associated with Axel and Slade.

She found a booth tucked into the corner. Dark. Private. Safe.

Her hands were still trembling.

Not from fear—well, not entirely. It was the adrenaline. The giddy, anxious buzz of being outside again. Alone. Free. Every step outside that casino felt like reclaiming a piece of herself.

Then she saw him—Daniel.

He hadn’t changed much. Still that same crooked smile. Sandy hair tousled like he’d just run his hands through it after a long day. The way he walked—lazy, confident, familiar—made her throat tighten.

“Mia?” he grinned, sliding into the booth. “Shit, you always look so beautiful, it’s leaves me stunned.”

Her lips curved int
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