CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED AND FORTY FOUR – A DINNER IN THE MIDST OF DANGER

As they savored the exquisite meal, prepared by their personal chef, they found themselves reminiscing about their journey together. "Do you remember the first time we met?" Jasmine asked, a hint of nostalgia in her voice. Marco chuckled, reaching across the table to take her hand. "How could I forget? You were this fiery artist who had just stumbled into our world. I thought you'd run screaming within a week." Jasmine laughed, squeezing his hand. "And instead, I fell head over heels for the charming cartel prince. Who would have thought?" Their laughter faded into a comfortable silence, broken only by the soft clink of cutlery against china. After a moment, Jasmine's expression grew more serious. "Marco," she began, her voice hesitant. "Sometimes I wonder... are we on the right path? This life we've chosen, it's so dangerous. Especially now, with everything that's happening." Marco set down his fork, giving Jasmine his full attention. "What's really bothering you, mi amor?" Jas