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The club is a pulsing cavern of bass and bodies. Strobe lights cut through smoke, painting skin in electric blues and reds. The air is thick with sweat, perfume, and the metallic tang of spilled drinks. Shane Hollander moves through it like he owns the floor—controlled, deliberate, every step a statement. But his focus is split: half on the woman pressed against him, her warmth seeping through his shirt, her laughter a bright note against the relentless beat. She's beautiful, unguarded, and she feels like something new. Then he sees the shift in her posture, the way her breath catches. He follows her gaze across the room to where Ilya Rozanov stands, frozen mid-stride, his drink forgotten in his hand. Ilya's face is a mask of raw shock, his eyes locked not on Shane, but on her. The reco…