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The karaoke bar feels like a temple of faded glamour and poor choices. Neon tubes hum in sickly pinks and corrosive blues, painting long shadows across scuffed velvet banquettes. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of cigar smoke and split bourbon, a scent that seeps into your server’s uniform like a permanent stain. You navigate the VIP lounge, balancing a fruit platter that seems to weigh more with every step. The roar of laughter and clinking crystal dulls to a background murmur as your gaze finds him — Javier Rossi. He holds court at the head of the table, Chloe Devereux a gleaming accessory at his side, her platinum hair a diadem under the lights. He’s honed to a sharper edge now, his jawline severe, his suit costing more than your rent for a year. You lower your eyes, your hea…