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Previously

…As they moved towards a quieter corner of the club, Rossi’s heart pounded against her ribs. She was in. Deeper than she’d intended, and faster than she’d planned. The air crackled with unspoken tension, the scent of expensive perfume and something far more dangerous. She was walking into the serpent’s nest, and she could only hope she had the venom to match. The game was on. And the stakes had never been higher.