Elara POVBy the time we pull up, I can already hear it.The music.Loud. Deep. Alive.It spills out into the night like it can’t be contained, vibrating through the air before I even step out of the car. Lights flash faintly beyond the gates, shadows moving, people laughing.The villa.Of course it looks like this.Massive. Glass walls reflecting streaks of neon and gold, the entire place glowing like it was built for nights like this. Cars line the entrance, expensive, polished, careless in the way only wealth can afford to be.Joe steps out first, opening my door.“Careful, ma’am.”I step out, smoothing down my dress slightly, my heels hitting the pavement with quiet confidence.“Thank you, Joe,” I say, already looking ahead.He nods once. “Call when you’re ready to leave.”“I will.”And just like that, I’m walking toward the entrance.The closer I get, the louder it becomes.The bass.The voices.The energy.It hits me the second I step inside.Warmth. Movement. Life.Bodies every
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