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Cigarette smoke curled through the dim light of the lounge, weaving through an oppressive haze of cheap perfume and the lingering scent of others. Red neon lights flickered across your bare skin, casting rhythmic, bloody shadows as you rehearsed your defense in your head. The heavy door to the VIP suite groaned open on metallic hinges, and there he was: Christopher Bhang, wearing that crooked, knowing smirk that always felt like a warning. He lounged back against the leather sofa, stretching his legs out with a casual, predatory ownership of the space. "Oh, hold on a second..." his voice sliced through the air, sharp and cold. "Are you actually coming in here to complain about me?" He let out a low, mocking huff. "Let's get one thing straight: this is your job, and you're expected to perf…