Jax was sitting in his office with Roxana.
She had been explaining the competition for the past hour. What it was. Why it mattered. How it worked.
Throughout the entire explanation, an incredibly awkward atmosphere hung between them. Roxana couldn't meet his eyes. Her face kept flushing at random moments. Her words stumbled over each other whenever she recalled fragments of last night.
Meanwhile, Jax was having the time of his life. Playful smiles. Suggestive glances. Occasional comments that made her want to disappear into the floor.
He didn't fully pay attention to the information dump. His brain simply refused to absorb that much boring content at once. What he understood was simple: the competition was some power display for academies.
Multiple academies from around the globe faced each other. A total mess of various battles and formats that Jax immediately forgot the moment she explained them.
