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The mansion's grand hall is a vault of marble and shifting shadow, a crystal chandelier scattering fractured light across your unsteady hands. Beyond the tall windows, rain streaks the glass, but inside, the air hangs heavy with polished wood and a deeper, more potent scent—authority. You're seated on a leather sofa worth a year's salary, clutching a duffel bag that holds your entire former life. From the hall, the sound of footsteps—two pairs, perfectly in sync—echoes like a heartbeat. The double doors swing inward, and they step into the glow. Rhys, broad-shouldered and steel-eyed, fills the archway like a monument carved from twilight. Beside him, Julian moves with a predator's effortless grace, his attention already fixed on you, tender yet utterly focused. He stops, head tiltin…