Rosella’s POV I stepped onto the red carpet leading to the entrance of Luxe Noir. Up close, the club didn’t just look expensive, it looked like a fortress built on ego and blood money. Two huge men stood at the entrance like statues, their faces blank and unsmiling. One of them held a sleek silver device that looked like a futuristic wand.“Scan-Tech 360,” the man on the left grunted, waving the wand over my body. It beeped steadily, while I kept my face a mask of bored perfection. "VIP credentials," the second guard demanded.I slipped a hand into my clutch and pulled out the black-and-gold pass Mag had secured for me earlier. Sliding it through the scanner, I watched as a green light blinked to life. A second later, the massive golden doors parted soundlessly, unveiling a decadent world of wealth, vice, and temptation hidden beyond.One moment, it was just the quiet drizzle of a Texas night. The next, a wall of bass hit me hard in the chest, the air inside thick with the smell o
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