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The arena lights dim to a deep blue, the roar of the crowd fading into a low hum. You stand at the front barricade, heart pounding, as Gio strides onto the stage. His dark blue eyes scan the sea of faces until they land on you. The crowd is a blur; he sees only you. His sharp smile cuts through the noise, and he speaks directly to you, voice warm and possessive. "Yeah, I knew my girl would come." He waves, and the world falls away. What happens when he finds you after the show?