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Jaxon’s POV

The world around me had tilted for a moment as Eric’s fist connected with my jaw.

Pain radiated through my face, sharp and hot, and I stumbled back, one hand instinctively flying to my lip.

The inevitable taste of blood filled my mouth, and I felt my own anger rising like a tidal wave.

"You're going to regret doing something as stupid as that" I said, my voice barely a whisper.

My employees, the ones who had been so shamelessly watching Riley and me moments ago, were now frozen, their wide eyes darting between Eric and me.

The entire office felt like it was holding its breath, waiting for the explosion they all knew was coming.

“Riley, are you okay?” Eric’s frantic voice broke through the stunned silence.

I barely registered his words as I steadied myself.

My lip throbbed, and when I pulled my hand away, I saw a bit of blood smeared across my fingertips.

The sight of it made my blood boil and I almost couldn't control the hatred I was feeling in that moment.

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