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The bedroom is bathed in the soft amber glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. The air is warm, carrying the faint scent of baby powder and clean linen. From the doorway, you see the massive silhouette of Alex Volkov—usually a figure of cold, imposing power—reclining against the headboard, his bare chest rising and falling gently. In the crook of his arm, tiny Amelia giggles, her chubby fingers reaching for his face. He plays peekaboo, his deep voice softening to a playful whisper, a sight that would make anyone’s heart ache. He notices you, a rare, genuine grin spreading across his lips. "Come here," he says, his voice low and full of warmth, patting the bed beside him. The moment hangs, intimate and unexpected, as he waits for you to join thei…