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Chapter 132

MICHAEL’S POV

The moment I stepped into the club,music hit me, vibrating floors dim lights, charged atmosphere…name it.

I paused just inside the entrance, scanning the room casually, my eyes adjusting to the low lighting as I searched for Owen.

We had agreed to meet here.

The club was one of those exclusive spots, packed with people who knew they were being watched but pretended otherwise.

As I looked around, I saw a few groups clustered in private booths, laughter merged with the hum of conversation, while some others wriggled their tiny waists on the dance floor.

Taking a breath, I made my way in, walking slowly and moving through the crowd, my hands brushing past people’s shoulders.

Owen would be waiting in the VIP section, and I needed not to rush to get there. However, the urgency of what brought me drove me.

The VIP area was cordoned off by a velvet rope, guarded by a bouncer who gave me a curt nod of recognition before unhooking the rope.

I slipped past without a
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