(Lana POV)"You belong to me now."His voice was low, definitive. Like a verdict already delivered.I turned slowly, meeting the gaze of the man who had haunted the darkest corners of the club for three consecutive nights. The one who never tipped, never smiled. He simply observed."No," I replied curtly. "I don't belong to you."His face remained impassive. No smile. No warning. Just a gaze as sharp as a blade, grey and cold as death."You have no choice."Anger pinched my eyes. "I always have a choice.""Even when it's already been made for you?"He took a step forward. Controlled. Calculated. Like a man who already possessed the space between us, as if I had wandered into a room where all the exits had been sealed."I know who you are," I said sharply. "Whatever game you're playing, this club doesn't want people like you here.""The club," he said, bowing his head, "already belongs to my kind."I opened my mouth to reply sharply, quickly, definitively, but the words wouldn't come o
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