Chapter 313
Author: Sunshine
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The arena fell deathly silent. Jaxon knelt in the dusty center, head bowed like a penitent sinner.

He finally lifted his gaze, jaw tight with reluctant respect.

“You're one hell of a fighter,” he growled, voice rough with pride and defeat. “I yield.”

“What the hell did he say?” gasped someone from the audience.

Murmurs exploded around the arena like wildfire, disbelief sparking through the crowd.

“He hasn't even thrown a punch! He walked to the arena just to kneel? Did the Kingstons pay him off?”

Zane surged to his feet, eyes blazing with fury.

“What kind of cowardly shit is this, Jax? A Chicago Lord never bows down! Kill the damn janitor now!”

“Shut your mouth, Zane!” Jaxon snapped back fiercely, eyes ablaze.

“There's honor in knowing when you're beaten. He's the real deal. If he’d wanted, I’d be lying dead in the dirt right now.”

The crowd froze, trying to decipher the bitter truth hidden in Jaxon’s eyes.

Zane’s face twisted in rage.

“Bullshit! You didn’t even fight him! Are you ser
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