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Chapter Eleven— fake dating.

☆Micaiah's POV☆

We sat in his study. Barton himself looked like something out of a mob movie—sixty years old, silver hair slicked back, a pinky ring that caught the light when he moved his hand.

Kieran stood behind me, silent and watchful. He'd barely said a word since we arrived.

"So," Barton said, swirling his scotch. "Daemon Blackwood."

I leaned back, keeping my expression neutral. "He's becoming a problem."

"A problem." Barton chuckled, low and dry. "That's one way to put it. From what I hear, he's got half of Phoenix locked down. Supply chains, distribution networks, legitimate businesses as fronts. The man's built an empire while you've been playing professor."

The jab landed, but I didn't react. "Which is why I'm here."

"Asking for help." He studied me over the rim of his glass. "That's not like you, Micaiah. You've always been the lone wolf type. What changed?"

"Daemon changed. He's expanding faster than anticipated. We need additional resources to
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