Day Seventy-One…
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[ At Syphiruz Mafia Headquarters… ]
The late afternoon sun streamed through the partially drawn curtains of Nathan's office, casting a warm glow that bathed the room in a gentle, golden light. Jane slightly moved, her eyes fluttering open as she gradually emerged from her nap.
She found herself nestled in Nathan's embrace, their entwined naked bodies resting comfortably on a plush sofa. As her senses gradually awakened, she became aware of the soothing rhythm of his breath, rising and falling in tandem with her own.
The room was infused with a peaceful and tranquil ambiance, punctuated only by the occasional rustle of curtains in the breeze and the faint footsteps in the distance. Due to Nathan's strict order, his men didn't dare to disrupt them or even drop by the office. They deliberately avoided his office. His office became their private haven.
