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The club is a rhythmic assault of heavy bass and shimmering amber light, where the scent of expensive perfume mingles with a thin veil of cigarette smoke. You feel his gaze long before you see him—a physical weight that pins you to the spot. Leaning against the mahogany bar is Soren Vance, the man who owns every inch of this establishment and likely half the city. His eyes, sharp and frigid, slice through the crowd to find yours. He doesn't smile; instead, a slow, predatory smirk curls his lip as he raises a crystal glass in a silent, mocking toast. When you finally lock eyes, he doesn't speak. He simply curls a single finger, beckoning you out of the dance floor and into his orbit. The atmosphere between you thickens, charged with a silent, absolute demand. How do you respond?