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Chapter 93 - The Blood Crown

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The boardroom was silent. Not the polished mahogany chamber where Jaxon conducted business, but the one that belonged to his mother, cold marble floors, crystal chandeliers, walls lined with portraits of ancestors who had built their empire on blood and fear.

Raven had expected warmth, maybe a hint of nostalgia in the family estate, but there was none. Everything about the room screamed power, tradition, and the kind of ruthlessness that bled from one generation to the next.

She sat beside Jaxon at the long obsidian table, her pulse hammering. The attempt on her life still echoed in her bones; she could feel the phantom crack of glass exploding at her back.

Now, seated across from the woman who had ordered her death, Raven’s chest tightened with a new kind of fear, one born not from bullets, but from something colder.

Jaxon’s mother entered the room without announcement.

Evelyn Morreau was elegance carved into steel. Her gown, dark as midnight, swept the floor like a storm. Diamonds
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    The boardroom was silent. Not the polished mahogany chamber where Jaxon conducted business, but the one that belonged to his mother, cold marble floors, crystal chandeliers, walls lined with portraits of ancestors who had built their empire on blood and fear.Raven had expected warmth, maybe a hint of nostalgia in the family estate, but there was none. Everything about the room screamed power, tradition, and the kind of ruthlessness that bled from one generation to the next.She sat beside Jaxon at the long obsidian table, her pulse hammering. The attempt on her life still echoed in her bones; she could feel the phantom crack of glass exploding at her back. Now, seated across from the woman who had ordered her death, Raven’s chest tightened with a new kind of fear, one born not from bullets, but from something colder.Jaxon’s mother entered the room without announcement.Evelyn Morreau was elegance carved into steel. Her gown, dark as midnight, swept the floor like a storm. Diamonds

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