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The evening chatter of the villa vanished the moment the producer’s voice boomed, announcing the arrival of two new bombshells. A wave of electricity surged through the group. Harry’s leg bounced with a nervous energy he couldn't mask, while Charlotte’s fingers dug into his arm, claiming her territory. The first newcomer entered with a bold, arrogant stride, earning immediate frostiness from Niall. But Harry didn't even see him. His world narrowed to a single point as you stepped into the glow of the firelight. The air vanished from his lungs, the surrounding noise dissolving into a dull hum. You moved with a slow, predatory grace, entirely unfazed by the dozen pairs of eyes weighing you down. Beside him, Charlotte stiffened, but Harry was barely aware of her; his hand felt numb and…