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AUTHOR’S POV
Adeline took a deep breath, steadying herself before stepping out into the chaos.
The moment she did, her eyes widened in shock.
The scene before her was a fever dream of lust, sin, and depravity.
Strippers moved fluidly across the dance floor, bodies writhing against one another, against the men watching them.
The music pounded in her ears, a deep bass that rattled through her chest, nearly suffocating her.
Her stomach twisted at the sight of half-naked women draped over men, some straddling their laps, others pressing against each other in an attempt to outshine the rest.
It was all for him.
Leonardo.
He was the center of it all.
Seated in a plush, leather chair, he looked like a king indulging in his own personal playground.
A glass of whiskey rested
