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The club’s bass thumped against the floorboards, mirroring the frantic pulse in Jace Law’s veins. He moved through the haze of strobe lights and sweat like a shark in shallow water, his eyes scanning the crowd with predatory focus. The son of a politician, accustomed to having every desire met, he was currently missing one crucial item. Then, he saw it. Glinting in someone else’s hand. And the hand belonged to her. The one person who seemed to haunt his periphery. Jace stopped dead, his charm evaporating into sharp, irritated edges as he locked onto you.