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LUCIANA.

Dark Blue Eyes stepped fully into the harsh glare of the stage lights. My chest tightened painfully. He was walking straight toward the front, but his hypnotic gaze wasn't locked on me. He was staring directly at Mr. Asshole. A sickeningly smug smirk was still permanently plastered across Mr. Asshole's flushed face.

The massive digital screen above us flashed violently.

1,100,000.

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