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Prologue: Neon Veins Zacian POV The penthouse perched like a crown atop the Bellagio, its glass walls framing the Vegas sprawl below. It was a glittering beast pulsing with stolen light. I stood at the edge, hands braced on the cool rail, feeling the city's heartbeat thrumming up through the soles of my polished loafers. Neon veins snaked through the dark, marking the Strip's eternal carnival, a river of vice where fortunes flipped like cards in a rigged deck.

How many other women are there? Birth control? If the men are paying thousands for a night with a woman, they can afford to bring a condom. Although, if these men are anything like Carter Trescott, they’re probably gonna tell me how wearing latex gives them anaphylactic shock. I open the message that has just pinged through on my phone—the location of the event. Typing the address into my search engine, I contemplate how much gas I’m gonna have to put into the car tomorrow. Vegas really is a shithole, full of criminals and shady businessmen trying to make money illegitimately. Even well-known establishments have something to hide.

Having seen a couple of people I would like to connect with, I stand, but Paul has already locked himself at my side. “What are you doing later?” He asks as I pass out my business cards and collect others I am interested in. Charles’s face pops into my mind; if I had my way, I would have a very wild night in Vegas before going back to my mundane life. “I’m going back to my room.” My mouth watered at the thought of Charles waiting for me. “Can you be any more lame Carolyn, we’re in Vegas, live a little.” He says, pulling me from my thoughts. I frown.

I love Vega so much, and I don't know where I would be without her. Two hours later, Vega had finished the book. The look on her face showed me that she loved the book. I knew she would see once she gave the book a chance; now, she needed to read the others. Vega put the book down and rested her head on my hand. What happened next wasn't anything short of a miracle; my sister began to pray for me. Neither one of us even knew how to pray, but she was. I prayed that God would reveal himself to her, as he had revealed himself to me.

“…what are you doing…?” “I’m carrying you,” he said, and then we were moving. The bright light ended and shadow enveloped me. There was the sound of an automatic door, and cold air swept over me. The light dropped from shadow to near-darkness. Far away there was the digital ching ching ching of slot machines, and the sounds of coins clanking against metal. We’re in Vegas, I realized. “…what… oh my God… I can walk,” I protested, struggling against him sleepily.

It's Vegas we're talking about, it shouldn't be that hard to convince the Heidi Tevilla to take a weekend trip there. "Ughhhh!!!! Fine. I'll do it. Fuck it! If I get caught, you only live once right?!" She says, throwing her head back as she gives into the fantasy of Vegas I smile in triumph as she speaks, making excitement begin to course throughout my body. Yes! Finally! Now that I'm going with Heidi to Vegas, I may be able to figure out what really happened to Amber. Hopefully what Xion said was right and I'll be able to find Amber once I get there.

His eyes searched around fervently through the hazy lights, causing Vegas to move slightly in his car to avoid locking eyes directly with him. He heard footsteps a bit later as Autumn disappeared into the building. He sat upright, watching a lit window on the third floor until bright lights flickered on. A pretty simple life, easy to infiltrate. Satisfaction spread across Vegas’s face as he leaned back in the driver’s seat. He already knew what tomorrow’s move would be. The game had officially begun, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.

Fuck! "So, what is it going to be? As I've heard, I should pay 70,000 for it. I'm willing to pay now. Half will be given to you now, the other half when the deal has been signed for the condo." And then it hit me. The "extra service" he was referring to is sex, of course! How can I be so stupid, not figuring it out in the first place?! Maybe because I was a newbie in that industry. No one didn't even tell me or give a hint. I think they wanted me to know it the hard way. Of course, where is the thrill when I find out?

At last, she made a heart gesture at me. [Don’t be sad. It’s okay. I’m sure that you can win it back tomorrow! Look at this player. He also lost at the beginning. His initial fund was a sum of only 10 thousand dollars.] She texted me a screenshot of Book Lover topping up his money. It turned out that Book Lover lost a lot in the beginning. Then, he topped up a great deal of money and made a comeback. He won and retrieved all the money he had lost before.

Analiese I'm leaving the house again. It's nearly summer and the days are getting hotter. It's only eighty-six degrees, but the humidity is a killer, making it feel like ninety-six. I went to Las Vegas once and the heat of one hundred and one was easier to bear because there was no humidity. I also heard that you would die faster of dehydration because you don't notice the heat as much for that reason. I always keep my hair up and off my neck. I hate the stickiness of it sticking to my neck, but while in Vegas, I kept it down. There, it was the opposite of here. Maybe the intense heat licked away the sweat before it settled? I didn't analyze it that hard. Still, this was home. I had to get a