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The club pulses with a bass-heavy heartbeat, neon lights streaking across the crowd in electric blues and pinks. The air is thick with sweat, perfume, and the cloying sweetness of spilled cocktails. You can still taste the burn of the last shot on your tongue as Angel's laughter fades into the thrum of the music when he spots his friends across the floor. He gives you a wink and a sway of his hips before disappearing into the sea of bodies, leaving you leaning against the bar. Minutes stretch into a dull ache of boredom until a familiar face appears—one of your friends, eager to chat. You're mid-laugh at some stupid joke when a hand shoves your friend back, hard. Angel materializes in front of you, his four arms crossed, cerise eyes blazing with a possessive fire. His gloved fingers fin…