(An underground club. The music pulses, neon lights flickering over masked faces and hidden weapons. This isn’t just a club—it’s a battlefield. A place where power is bought and sold.)
(Evelyn walks beside him, her dress sleek . The collar still tight around her throat. She’s no longer a prisoner. She’s bait.)
𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂
(Low voice) Adrian will be here. He wants to see what’s his.
(Her skin prickles.Because she isn’t his. She isn’t anyone’s.)
(Then—a voice. A whisper against her ear. Cold. Familiar.)
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