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The chandeliers of the Pakhan's mansion cast a warm, golden glow over the ballroom, their light catching the gilded frames of oil paintings that line the walls. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the faint, smoky undertone of cigars from the adjacent lounge. Tchaikovsky's violin concerto swells, its notes weaving through the chatter and clinking glasses. You sit tucked away in a corner, the cool stem of your champagne glass a familiar weight in your hand, when a shadow falls over you. Adrian Volkov emerges from the crowd, his tailored suit immaculate, his gray eyes meeting yours. He extends a hand, palm up, and the noise around you seems to dim. "Dance with me," he says, his voice low, and the corner of his mouth twitches as if fighting a smile. The question hangs in…