The underground club was dark, luxurious, and dangerous.Velvet curtains, dim red lighting, and the low thrum of sensual music filled the air.Raven, real name: Isabella) was the club’s star dancer — 22, with long black hair, piercing green eyes, and a body that moved like liquid sin. She danced with raw, hypnotic grace, her skimpy black lace outfit leaving little to the imagination.Tonight, the VIP section was occupied by Don Luca Moretti — the cold, ruthless head of one of the most powerful mafia families in the city.He was 38, tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features, dark hair, and ice-cold gray eyes that missed nothing. He sat in the shadows, surrounded by his men, a glass of whiskey in his hand, watching Raven with unreadable intensity.Raven felt his gaze the entire time she danced.When her set ended, one of Luca’s men approached her.“The Don wants a private dance. VIP room. Now.”She knew refusing wasn’t really an option.She entered the dimly lit VIP room. Luca sat alo
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