Chapter Thirty-six

Ryan sat on a balcony chair, gazing out at the dim city lights.

His mind simmered with anger, replaying Jude’s attack over and over as he took a slow drag of his cigarette.

He smirked, grudgingly impressed.

"He definitely isn't new to the game," he muttered, acknowledging Jude's bold moves.

They were intense—enough to crush most people but not him.

No one had challenged him like this in years, not since the incident that had forced him to walk away from his old life. However, it was about time he sent a message of his own.

Jane, who had been looking for him inside, was shocked to find him there with the cigarette in his hand. She had never imagined him as someone who smoked, and the sight unsettling her, making her realise just how much she didn’t know about him.

He didn’t need to turn to know it was her.

“I didn’t know you smoked,” she murmured, trying to keep her voice steady.

He didn’t respond, his gaze still fixed on the city, his mind deep in thought, mapping out his move again
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