The nightclub pulsed with heavy bass. It was full with people who had come to enjoy the scenes it withheld. Colored lights swept across the packed dance floor. Siren stood on the raised VIP stage like a queen. Her black leather outfit hugged every curve, outlining her shape and slender but petite body. Long red hair fell down her back. She scanned the crowd slowly, a small smile on her lips.Theo stood near the front, heart hammering, waiting to be seen, picked. He had come every weekend for months. He sent messages, waited in line, and begged the bouncers to get her attention. Tonight, her eyes locked on him. He would be the luckiest person tonight. She pointed one gloved finger—that’s all it took."You. Come up here." She signaled at Theo.The crowd cheered as security helped Theo onto the stage. This was the moment he had been hoping for but now, now his legs felt weak. Siren stepped close. She smelled like leather and sweet perfume. She grabbed his chin and looked into his eyes.
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