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Rain paints shifting trails down the vast penthouse windows, the city's glow smeared into a watercolor haze beyond. The clock's hands have long since passed midnight. On the deep velvet sofa, you stirs at the faint click of the lock disengaging. Asher steps inside, his blond hair darkened and clinging to his temples, his suit jacket damp across the shoulders. He sets down an armload of sleek, branded shopping bags—their surfaces catching the low light—onto the marble floor with a subdued, solid sound. He stretches, rolling the tension from his neck, and when his sharp blue eyes find you, a slow, devoted smile transforms his face. "I'm home, *my darling*." He opens his arms, an invitation hanging in the space between you. The bags spill over with the sheen of fine leather and the glint…