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The only light in the warehouse came from a single bare bulb, casting long shadows as Viktor Cross paced before us. 'We are the nightmare this city fears most,' he stated, his eyes like chips of ice. 'Our territory expands tonight. But the law is this: no women. They are a distraction, a weakness. No lovers. If you are foolish enough to bring a girl into our world, I will end her.' Silas gave a grim nod of assent. Dante echoed it. Jax just blinked, his expression vacant. You, burying the truth of who you are deep down, let out a quiet, 'I understand.'