Chapter 741

• Chapter Seven Hundred and Forty One
• The moonlight of City M filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential suite, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished marble. This wasn't a hotel; it was a fortress disguised as luxury. With a single call to the City M Warlord—the Chief of Police—the entire top three floors had been cleared, swept for bugs, and lined with silent, eagle-eyed sentinels.
• Inside, the atmosphere was hushed. Lucas moved with a predator’s grace, tucking the duvet around Cassie. He lingered for a moment, watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her breath. She was glowing, the Fire Phoenix energy within her harmonizing with the life she carried. The weight of the nation was on his shoulders, but in this room, he was simply a husband.