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Chapter 43 Are You a Virgin?

Caroline's heart leaped with joy at the news. It meant she and Diana could clandestinely orchestrate their plans.

However, the wisdom of patience was urged; the tumultuous events of late advised against any immediate action, lest they invite Frederick's scrutiny. Claire's heart, already a vessel of profound sorrow, remained unstirred by Frederick's final decree.

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It echoed the edicts issued during their sojourn at the Halfmoon Manor, rendering its delivery unsurprising.

As for Eclipse Nightclub, she reasoned that its denizens could hardly surpass Jacob in depravity.

The horrors of Eclipse Nightclub, she believed, could not eclipse the darkness of prison.

Yet, she overlooked the essential difference. Eclipse Nightclub teemed with men, while her prison had been a realm of women.

Women, though capable of cruelty, might yet harbor

compassion; men, however, could be merciless, especially in Eclipse Nightclub, where men indulged in every manner of vice with women. Claire, raised in luxury, had known little hardship beyond the

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loss of Anna four years ago, the ordeals of prison, and Jacob's perversions.

This foray into Eclipse Nightclub was a departure from her previous role as a cleaner.

The dual torment of body and mind could indeed drive one to the brink of madness.

Claire felt prepared to face whatever lay ahead.

someone like Claire, hardened by

now, her endurance

six o'clock in the evening,

job had occurred at a similar hour, and

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of her job, the outcome would

was blindfolded before

of black cloth shrouded her vision, leaving her

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path, reminding her of Frederick's

A sense of se

goosebumps.

her, and her skin prickled

eternity, they entered an elevator, exiting to walk a

later, a woman's voice broke the

the new

melodious quality that was not only beautiful

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of Claire's escorts

the woman

the

veiled

of the black cloth, Claire's sight was stolen

not intense, was momentarily blinding. Claire

greet her was a woman who held a cigarette, exhaling wisps of smoke.

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of hair fell in large, luxurious waves around her shoulders. She wore a red dress, it's deep V-neckline daring yet elegant, tailored to perfection to showcase every curve of her impeccable figure. The woman approached as her eyes scanned Claire with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. After what felt like an eternity, the woman finally parted her lips. "Not

uttered those two decisive words, the two men who had escorted Claire to this enigmatic encounter turned on their