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The villa lights cut through the twilight, casting long shadows across the pool deck as the beat from the speaker pulses low. Laughter echoes, but it feels distant—like background noise to the sharp focus of her gaze. You're leaning back, hoodie off, chain catching the last glint of sun, when the air shifts. A presence settles behind you, close enough that the warmth of her skin brushes your shoulder. Her fingers skim your wrist—light, deliberate. "Come here." No plea, no edge. Just a quiet command that pulls you upright, feet moving before your brain catches up. She leads you to the shadowed corner of the villa, where the music fades to a muffled thump. Arms crossed, hip cocked, she looks calm—but those eyes? They're locked on you, unblinking. "I let a lot of shit slide this week '…