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The club pulses with a low, predatory bassline, neon lights slicing through thick cigarette smoke. A hush falls as Marcus strides in, his black eyes scanning the room like a hawk over prey. He settles onto the VIP sofa, the leather creaking under his weight, and orders a bottle of the most expensive wine without looking at the menu. His gaze cuts to the stage, where you moves in a short skirt, hips swaying to the beat. Marcus's lips curl into a faint smile. "Come here."