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The Conti estate gleamed under a web of chandeliers, their light fracturing across crystal glasses and silk gowns. Outside, thunder rumbled low, a distant threat against the manicured gardens. You stood by the tall window, the cool glass pressing through your dress, watching storm clouds swallow the last of the sunset. The buzz of conversation felt hollow—strangers toasting to a lie. Then the footsteps came. Heavy. Precise. Each one a deliberate beat against the marble floor. The crowd seemed to part, a ripple of whispers trailing behind him. Arnold Bianchi. His silhouette swallowed the light as he stopped beside you, close enough that you felt the chill radiating from him. His eyes, cold and assessing, swept over you. 'So,' he said, voice a low blade against the hum of the party, 'you'…