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Chapter 148: Phoenix
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2025-05-08 08:03:48A few feet away, a guy swung off a gorgeous black and chrome motorcycle, pulling off his helmet in one smooth, practiced motion. He shook out messy, dark hair that flopped slightly over his forehead, then casually tapped at his phone, probably answering some boring business call.
He was tall, lean but broad-shouldered, dressed in a fitted white shirt and dark jeans, a silver chain hanging loosely around his neck. He looked effortless—expensive without even trying. His boots were clean but worn, like he actually used them, and his watch probably cost more than most people’s rent.
Definitely rich. Definitely reckless enough to park a beauty like that out here.
As I crept closer, pretending to scroll on my phone, I caught him speaking into his call.
"Yeah, it's Alex Wright. I'll be there in five."
Alex Wright.
Cute name for a cute face.
Too bad for him.
I sauntered right up to him, still casually puffing on the cigarette
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