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Chapter 86: No One’s Safe from Jax now
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... The impact was a brutal thwack of flesh on unforgiving iron.
Her prized beer mug flew from her grip, exploding on the stone floor in a shower of glass and frothy ale.
All other movement in the room froze. Every eye was wide, every mouth agape.
Before the old hag could even draw breath to curse him, Jax’s hands were on her. His fingers hooked into the waist of her rough-spun skirt. With one brutal, grating rriipp, he tore the garment down to her ankles, leaving her in noth ...
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