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The penthouse was a cathedral of glass and chrome, rain slashing against the floor-to-ceiling windows like a thousand tiny fists. Outside, the city glittered coldly, indifferent to the storm inside these walls. A single lamp cast a cone of amber light across the marble floor, illuminating two figures locked in combat, their voices ricocheting off the sterile surfaces. Bangchan stood rigid, sleeves rolled to his elbows, jaw set like granite. His words were precision strikes, each one colder than the last. But then a stumble—a heel catching wool—and the world tipped. You crashed into him, a tangle of limbs and breath, and the floor rushed up to meet you both. Now you straddle his lap, the penthouse silent save for the rain and the ragged cadence of his breathing. His hands grip your wai…