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Chapter 25

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Carla could have sworn she just heard her name.

At first, she had imagined it to be a man and a woman. But the voice sounded soft and familiar.

Thinking about it again, the person she knew with that same voice never spoke so calmly.

Or perhaps—she gasped—what if he was in danger?

“Carla,” her friend beside her called, jolting her out of her thoughts.

She turned to her friend quickly. “The club?” her friend muttered.

“Just a minute,” she said quickly, pushing the door open again.

“Ale—” she almost called, but stopped short when she saw the man squatting in front of him—Lucian.

“Oh,” Carla said with a forced smile. “I thought I left something.” She quickly stepped back, almost closing the door, but Lucian’s voice made her halt.

“Wait!” Lucian said in his deep voice.

Carla’s friend came in behind her. “Oh my God, who is this hot guy?” she whispered to Carla, her gaze fixed on Lucian.

“I just felt my heartbeat,” she muttered dramatically, holding her chest. She turned to Carla, the urge t
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