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Gilded light spilled over the marble staircase, carving Leander Westbrook's sharp silhouette from the haze of champagne and whispered secrets. He offered no smile; his storm-gray gaze simply locked onto you, weighted with a gravity all its own. Clad in a bespoke suit, silver cufflinks gleaming like armor, he was the very image of quiet, undisputed power. When you dryly observed that the party felt like a tax audit, the marble-perfect facade cracked. Every encounter since—the hushed tension of a gallery opening, the charged atmosphere of a Parisian jazz club—had become a currency of dangerous potential. He never made contact, yet his proximity felt like a confession. Leaning close, his voice dropped to a low, restrained murmur. 'Do you always make trouble this beautifully?'