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Chapter 47: Uncle's Fall

Author: Kane Wilder
last update publish date: 2026-07-04 05:45:53

Diego Rivera lay bleeding on the warehouse floor, his once-powerful frame now broken and gasping for air as Jax stood over him like an avenging angel. The air reeked of blood and rust, the single overhead light casting harsh shadows across the scene. Elara’s heart hammered wildly as she watched her stepbrother’s uncle, the man who had supplied their safe houses and shady deals, finally cornered like the rat he was. Jax’s gun remained steady in his hand, pointed directly at Diego’s head, his eye
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  • Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother   Chapter 47: Uncle's Fall

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