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... quor bottles lined the shelves, fluorescent underlighting pulsed beneath the counter, and the heavy bass from the club floor made the glasses tremble with every beat. Liam leaned against the sleek marble edge of the bar, exhaling slowly as he scanned the horizon of bodies dancing in the haze.
He didn’t bother looking at the menu.
"Something strong," he told the bartender, voice low but commanding.
The man behind the bar gave him a quick nod and turned to his craft, grabbi ...
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