Vended to Don Damon
I gritted under my breath, and Marcus, sensing the underlying anger, obeyed without another word.
The interior of the club was booming with loud, pulsating electronic beats, and everyone seemed heavily intoxicated and immersed in the moment.
That, of course, was not natural.
It was the result of the almighty X pill, the bestselling mood enhancer that was newly introduced into the market by my experts.
I chuckled. So much goddamn money had been realized from the sales of that mustard pill.
It was pure magic.
As I walked further into the room, the eyes of the high-society women that perched on the handrails on the second floor, stared down at me, their desires very much translucent in their ey
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