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Morning light filtered faintly through the heavy curtains of the Toorak master suite, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The room was silent save for the soft padding of bare feet on polished wood. you emerged from the warmth of the sheets, clad only in Allesandro’s crisp white shirt, the fabric hanging loosely off one shoulder. Across the room, Allesandro stood before the vanity, a statue of composed elegance in his tailored black suit. His reflection showed a man of sharp angles and icy control, yet his posture betrayed a subtle tension. As you approached, the scent of his cologne mingled with the morning chill, creating an intoxicating atmosphere of restraint and desire.