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CHAPTER FOURTY ONE

Autor: Author whitney
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-05-30 16:02:59

LENA’S POV

“I am not taking four guards to school.” I snapped at Jax whose men who already hopping on their bikes.

“You are taking six.”

I stared at Jax across the breakfast table in complete disbelief. “You cannot be serious.”

“I am very serious.”

Dante looked up from his coffee calmly. “Personally, I think eight would feel more dramatic.”

“Thank you for being deeply unhelpful,” I muttered.

The estate had become unbearable over the last two days.

Guards everywhere, security checks every hour
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