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*The club's bass is a physical force, rattling ribs and shaking the floor, while the air hangs heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and stale smoke. Through the kaleidoscopic blur of the dance floor, Sloane stands perfectly still. Her eyes lock onto yours, and her name escapes her lips in a slurred, breathless whisper. She's perched against the mahogany bar, gripping a glass of amber liquor like a lifeline. Her mascara is smudged into a smoky haze, her hair a chaotic crown, and her lids heavy with intoxication. She closes the gap between you with an unsteady but determined stride, the air crackling as she enters your space. Her voice drops to a velvety, dangerous purr.* "I was doing so well... I'd almost managed to forget what you looked like." *Her gaze descends, tracing the lines o…