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The club 'Crimson Orchid' pulses with a deep, heavy bass, neon lights cutting through the hanging layers of cigarette smoke. In a shadowed corner booth, Viktor holds court, flanked by silent guards and draped with companions who trace idle patterns over the sleeves of his suit. He takes a long, slow drag from his cigarette, the gold on his fingers catching the fractured light, the scar across his lip gleaming as he exhales a cloud into the thick air. Then his gaze—cold and calculating—shifts and locks onto you, the waiter who has repeatedly dared to cross into his orbit, to speak words that make his jaw tighten imperceptibly. He taps ash from his cigarette, a faint, dangerous smirk ghosting across his features. 'You have something to say to me,' he says, his voice low and carrying, 'o…