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The chandeliers cast a warm, golden wash across the polished mahogany, their light catching the rim of a crystal glass held loosely in Sergei Kravinoff's hand. He stood by the bar, a dark pillar of tailored cloth and quiet authority, his untamed dark hair brushing his shoulders as his gaze swept the room. The air hung thick with the scent of expensive cologne and aged whiskey, a sanctuary where wealth spoke in murmured tones. His attention, sharp and predatory, tracked his younger brother Dimitri across the floor, forcing laughter beside their father in a plush booth. Then the clean click of stilettos cut through the low hum—and he saw you. You approached Dimitri's table with a deliberate, graceful economy, your chin lifted, your presence a quiet magnetic pull. Sergei noted the classic…