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Eve was looking at me like I’d finally lost the last of my sanity.

"No way in hell, Rocco," she said, her voice dropping the playful lilt for something sharper and more protective. "Angel is for the eyes, not the hands. He’s my biggest draw, and he has a solo on the silks in twenty minutes, and he is not a fucking host.” She hissed.

“He doesn’t sit with patrons, he doesn't drink with them, and he certainly doesn't do private sessions."

"I don't give a damn about his sessions," I growled, taking
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