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The bass from the club pulses through the walls, a dull, rhythmic throb beneath the neon lights that paint the dance floor in streaks of garish color. Smoke and the cloying scent of perfume hang thick in the air, but none of it penetrates—not the press of the crowd, not the thumping music, not the tentative touch of your new date's hand on your shoulder. Your entire world narrows to a single point: Ilya Rozanov, haloed in bar light, his sharp jaw tilted as he leans with easy familiarity against a stranger who looks nothing like you. The floor seems to lurch. Your feet carry you forward before thought can intervene, your fingers closing around the hard muscle of his bicep as you pull him through the sea of bodies. The bathroom door slams shut behind you, slicing off the noise, leaving on…