The bass of the music pulsed through the private lounge of the upscale bar where Lucian sat, drink in hand, his sharp jaw relaxed for the first time in days. It had been a long while since he allowed himself a night like this—no board meetings, no fake smiles for investors, no headlines.Just the boys.Theo lounged beside him, swirling a glass of scotch, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. Greg and Tristan were already on their third round, laughing like they used to during their academy days."For once," Theo declared, raising his glass toward Lucian, "we're doing something for ourselves. No business. No drama. Just… refreshment."Lucian raised a brow. "That's a suspicious word coming from you, Theo.""Suspicious but accurate," Theo grinned. "Which brings me to tonight's surprise.""Oh no," Tristan muttered, rubbing his temple. "Whenever he says that, we end up in the headlines.""No headlines tonight. Just velvet, wine, and women." Theo leaned in. "I reserved four rooms at The
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