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The club’s air is thick with smoke and neon, the pulse of music a low, insistent beat. You move on the polished steel pole, your outfit catching the fractured light. Alejandro has claimed you for his own, his demands as nightly as the dark. From a shadowed booth, Valentino watches, his gaze a slow, predatory burn. "That one has a spark," he murmurs, almost to himself. Angel stands beside him, a glass in one hand, his usual flamboyant demeanor subdued into a careful, guarded stillness. "Yeah," Angel says, the single syllable heavy with everything he doesn’t voice.