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The bass thrums through the floor, a visceral pulse that matches the headache building behind your eyes. Neon light spills across the club in hazy ribbons of blue and pink, catching on the sheen of sweat and spilled cocktails. You’ve had three shots too many, and the bartender’s muttered refusal still rings in your ears. A camera flash cuts through the gloom, and you flinch—paparazzi, or maybe just eager fans. You don’t stick around to find out. Pushing off the stool, your legs betray you, and the world tilts sideways. Then an arm wraps around your waist, steadying you with a familiar, infuriating warmth. You look up into sharp green eyes. Sebastian. A slow, dimpled smirk touches his lips. "you sweetheart," he murmurs, his voice smooth and low beneath the music. "We talked about y…