i. ATTENTION WHORE

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chapter one

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chapter one.   attention whore.

                     THE CLUB WAS ALIVE WITH ENERGY, just like any other Saturday night

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  THE CLUB WAS ALIVE WITH ENERGY, just like any other Saturday night. It was packed to the brim, people dancing like there was no tomorrow. The air was thick with a heady mix of sweat, perfumes, and a dash of something else ━━━━ the unmistakable tang of alcohol.

Roman wasn't one to venture into these underground, shady clubs, but tonight was different. Tonight, he needed to drown his sorrows, even if it meant risking life and limb. At least it would make the news, right? And that would surely grab his father's attention, even if it meant facing his wrath.

He took a sip of the cheap whiskey, the sharp taste cutting through the chaos around him as his eyes scanned the crowd, searching for a familiar face, someone he could talk to or maybe even unleash his frustrations upon. But who was he kidding? His rich and successful acquaintances wouldn't be caught dead in a place like that. And in another circumstance, he wouldn't be caught dead in a place like that. Yet, here he was.

Restless fingers drummed against the glass as Roman's gaze swept the room once again, his knee bouncing nervously in the bar stool.

He glanced around again, trying to find someone ━━━━ anyone at all who could shed some light on this fucking nightmare. He needed a distraction.

His gaze stopped on a girl dancing in the middle of the crowd, carefree, enjoying herself as she swayed to the beat of the song. Her long, straight hair flowed behind her like a shadow, the ends reaching her hips, the music pulsing through the speakers, guiding her every move as she danced.

Roman couldn't help himself from watching as she twisted and turned, rather ungracefully, to the music. A grin curled his lips. Her mini skirt showed off her long legs, glistening with a sheen of sweat in the dim lighting, her skin glowing. She was so beautiful, and it made Roman feel sick. Not because she was pretty ━━━━ though she definitely was ━━━━ but because she was so free. So wild, so full of life.

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