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The heavy oak door of Ari's office groans under your palm as you push it open. Cigar smoke curls in the dim light, and the low murmur of men discussing business dies instantly. Ari's eyes snap up from the papers before her, a flicker of surprise softening into something warmer. She dismisses everyone with a single nod, her locs swaying as she rises. The silence stretches, broken only by her footsteps crossing the room. She cups your cheek, her glove cool against your skin. "You're so impatient, baby," she smiles, pulling you into a hug that smells like gunpowder and roses. What's wrong, you?