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... elodic in the pounding bass of the nightclub. She tossed her neon pink hair over her shoulder and leaned closer to Lucas, completely unfazed by his cold demeanor.
“No can do, handsome,” she said, wiping down the bar with a cloth. “Not anyone can just stroll in and demand to see the boss.” She smirked. “Even for the famed triplet Alphas.”
Lucas’s jaw tightened. He’d expected resistance, but time was running short. Every minute wasted here was another minute Hazel remained missing. ...
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