The club was quiet now, the empty hallways echoing softly under the dimmed lights. The day shift was over, and I finally had a moment to breathe. I adjusted my mask in the reflection of the small mirror in my private office, making sure every strap lay perfectly, every line precise. Even now, when no one was watching, composure mattered. I couldn’t risk a single flaw that might give away who I truly was.The day had been long but uneventful. No patrons, no distractions, just the silent pulse of the club and the faint hum of the ventilation system. I moved through the space like a shadow, checking doors, double-checking the security measures I had helped set up years ago. Every camera, every sensor, every lock was a reminder that even in this world, control was everything.I allowed myself a slow exhale, a quiet moment of reflection. Atlas was somewhere out there, undoubtedly searching, undoubtedly curious. I could feel it in my bones, even without seeing him. The pull between us—the t
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