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Somehow his words fueled my mischief, I had successfully gotten the attention of all the men here and Matteo knew that, and I knew he secretly loved the fact that everyone here was lusting after me, but being the possessive alpha male he is, he hated it too.

I climbed on the table as my body moved to the tune of level up by Ciara . . .

Be your own boss.

Love yourself.

Get up and dance.

Level up.

The dimly lit nightclub pulsed with life as the sultry beat of the music filled the air. People moved in rhythm on the dance floor, their bodies swaying to the seductive melody.

I was into the music and obviously very drunk, I came down from the table finding it very restrictive and went straight to the dance floor.

I stole a glance at the dark lord, Matteo, who sat observantly at the private table, a glass of whiskey in hand. His piercing eyes never strayed far from my figure. His gaze held a warning. Don't do it!. But I was deep into the music now while his piercing eyes locked deeper on me
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