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Chapter 247

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AISHA

Marco took a seat beside me, stretching his arms across the back of the barstool, looking way too relaxed for someone who had just thrown a man out of his own party. His eyes flickered toward me, then to his drink, then back to me again.

“You okay?” His voice was low, steady, but there was something else beneath it. Something unreadable.

I exhaled through my nose, picking up my glass and taking a slow sip. “I’m fine.”

Marco hummed, not entirely convinced. “Bastard’s lucky I didn’t break his nose.”

I let out a small laugh. “What, one punch wasn’t enough?”

He smirked. “You think he deserved more?”

“I think men like that deserve worse.” I took another sip before setting my glass down. “But he’s not worth it.”

Marco nodded slightly, rubbing his jaw as he glanced toward the bartender. “What are you drinking?”

“Whiskey.”

His brows lifted slightly. “Didn’t take you for a whiskey person.”

“I’m full of surprises.”

Marco chuckled under his breath, then signaled for the bartender. “I’ll ta
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