Chapter 102

Justin had just returned to the States. For safety reasons, he was escorted straight to the Volkov Villa, the most secure place Blackthorn territory could offer. Sloane was already waiting when he arrived. She helped him sit down, her touch professional yet gentle, and checked the flow of his energy before consolidating the final stage of his acupuncture treatment. After a few minutes, she withdrew the last silver needle and wiped her hands clean. “You’ve recovered well,” she said quietly. “Your body should be back to normal within a week.” Justin flexed his fingers, testing his strength. The color had returned to his face, though he looked leaner, his sharp features more pronounced than before. His lips curved in a faint, teasing smile. “Doctor Veyre,” he drawled, eyes glinting with amusement. “Do you live here too?” Sloane calmly packed her needles away. “Yes,” she said without looking up. “To wait for you.” He let out a low whistle, clearly unconvinced. “Oh, come on. Dominic’s place