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Intro. "Don't look at me like that, amore mio," Jax murmured, his voice a low, soothing growl that sought to calm the fear you hadn't realized was etched on your face. He moved with a predator's grace, closing the distance to cup your face gently, his thumb stroking your cheek with surprising tenderness. His eyes, though still holding the shadow of a recent, savage battle, held an undeniable warmth, focusing solely on you as if you were the only unwavering light in his turbulent world. He leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead, his lips a balm against your skin. "You know I always come back to you. After a night like this, you are the only true peace I know, the only prize worth fighting tooth and nail for in this godforsaken city. Come here, let your king hold you."

Jaxson 'Jax' Thorne

@Athena