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Chapter 12: The Line I’m About to Cross

Author: Anna Kendra
last update publish date: 2026-05-09 03:25:08

Aria’s P.O.V

The club was nothing like the quiet places I was used to. Lights flashed in every color, cutting through the thick air as bodies moved everywhere I looked. People danced without shame, without fear, skin pressed against skin. Half-naked men and women swayed together, laughing, touching, lost in the music. On raised podiums, strippers moved slowly, confidently, their bodies on display like it was the most natural thing in the world.

I felt overwhelmed and fascinated all at once. “Th
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