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Bound by Chains

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Jaxon's POV

Victory tasted sweet, much better everytime I experienced it, and I savored every moment of it.

Riley sat across from me, his body tense, his lips pressed together as if to hold back a thousand things he wanted to say.

His hands fidgeted in his lap, betraying the cracks in his resolve.

I tilted my head, watching him with cool amusement.

“Well, Riley,” I said, breaking the silence, “I suppose you’ve realized now that resistance is futile.”

His head snapped up, and for a brief moment, I saw the fire in his eyes, the same fire that had first drawn me to him. But it was dimmer now, smothered by the weight of his situation.

“Are you happy now?” he asked, his voice low but steady.

The question gave me pause, not because of its content but because of the vulnerability laced within it.

Before I could respond, a tear slipped down his cheek. He was quick to swipe it away, refusing to let me see him crumble completely.

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the desk.

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