Entangled with the Mafia Don novel Chapter 28

Davina's POV:

The air backstage at the Devil's Club was thick with the usual chaotic blend of hairspray, perfume, and nervous energy. The other dancers, their bodies already adorned in various stages of glittering undress, moved with a practiced ease, adjusting straps and applying last-minute touches of makeup. I moved amongst them like a ghost, my new costume – a skimpy, sequined number in a garish shade of purple that was lying on a velvet stool. My reflection in the mirror was a stranger: haunted eyes, pale skin, a stark contrast to the carefully applied glamour around me.

Devlin, her usual slicked-back hair even more severe tonight, paced back and forth, her phone pressed to her ear, her voice a low, urgent murmur. She ended the call abruptly, her gaze sweeping over the room, landing on our small group of dancers.

"Listen up, girls," she announced, her voice carrying a new edge of importance. "There's a big meeting happening in the VIP room tonight. The De Lucas… and some associates from out of town." A hush fell over the room. The De Lucas. Their name hung in the air. everyone in this club knew who they were. Lorenzo De Luca, as in Ezra's father.

Devlin continued, her eyes gleaming with a mercenary excitement. "They want… entertainment. One of you will be selected to, shall we say, attend to their needs. The tips, I hear, are… exceptional. Enough to make your month in one night." A ripple of nervous anticipation went through the other women, their eyes darting around, each subtly vying for his attention. The thought of it made my stomach churn.

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