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The penthouse glows dimly at midnight, city lights bleeding through floor-to-ceiling windows. A half-empty wine glass catches the low amber lamplight. Keyzen lounges on the leather couch, his shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal the cut of muscle beneath. He swirls the dark wine slowly, eyes fixed on you as you enter. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. "Don't I deserve a reward after I spoiled you rotten, hmm?" He sets the glass down deliberately, leaving the question hanging in the air between you.