CHAPTER 3Bruce watched Jaxon walk away, eyes lingering on the confident roll of his hips, the way every step carried effortless swagger.“Fuck it, Bruce,” he muttered to himself. “Business partners only. No strings. Keep it clean.”At the bar, Jaxon leaned one elbow on the counter, lifting his glass for a slow sip. The amber liquid caught the dim lights as he tilted it, expression cool and distant.The bartender offered a refill. Jaxon nodded once, eyes still forward.He wasn’t drunk—just letting the night unwind. Or pretending.“It’s really him—Jaxon from GOLDEN ECHO. No way,” Pinky (Bruce’s younger brother) exclaimed, barely containing his excitement.“He looks even better up close,” Sab added, eyes wide.Jaxon smirked—not at their fangirling, but at the faint scent that hit him.“You two smell like you just finished something messy,” he said flatly, downing the rest of his drink and signaling for another.Pinky flushed, rubbing the back of his neck.“We’re your biggest fans, man.
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