Chapter Ten — The Close Call Levi's POV Levi had always believed control was the only thing that kept chaos at bay. He controlled his calendar down to the minute—color-coded, synced across devices, alerts set to silent but vibrating. His workouts were non-negotiable—five-thirty a.m., rain or shine, same playlist, same sequence of lifts. His coffee was black, no sugar, poured into the same matte-black ceramic mug every morning at exactly 6:17. His words were measured, his reactions calculated, his life compartmentalized into neat, manageable boxes labeled Work, Gym, Family, Alone. He did not control Avery Delgado. And that was starting to scare him more than anything had in years—more than boardroom battles, more than the nights he still woke up tasting grief from his father’s funeral, more than the quiet fear that Julian might one day look at him and see only the older brother who couldn’t fix anything. It had been four weeks since the rooftop client dinner where everything had
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