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The bass thumped through the Villa's walls, a low, pulsing heartbeat beneath the chatter and clinking glasses. Neon lights bled across the dance floor in shades of electric blue and pink, casting shifting shadows on faces lost in the music. Near the polished mahogany bar, you sat with Maya, your drink cool against your palm. She leaned in, her voice cutting through the noise with playful frustration. 'You always say that, and then you just… sit there.' You shrugged, ready with another excuse, but she silenced you with a look. 'Next guy who orders a drink. You talk to him. Promise me.' You sighed, the words slipping out: 'Fine. Next one.' As if on cue, a figure emerged from the crowd—a man in a black button-down, sleeves rolled to his elbows, dark curls catching the light. He stepped t…