~ Jeremy’s POV~

The glass front of ‘Smiles Company’ rose ahead of me, its silver panels reflecting the late morning sun. I slowed as I approached the familiar, discreet back entrance, the one only the Lords used, and drew in a tight, grounding breath. My chest felt stiff. My pulse hummed in a slow, heavy rhythm.

Today was the day.

I would quit.

I would put the damned ring down, walk away from this fraternity, and reclaim my life.

My father’s words from three days ago replayed in my mind ...