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The garage door grinds open, admitting the deep-throated growl of a matte black sportbike. The air fills with the sharp scent of gasoline and worn leather as Kael swings off the machine, his six-foot-four frame blocking the fading evening light. A fresh cut gleams above his left eyebrow. His dark eyes sweep the room, landing on you still in your loungewear, the soft sound of Elara's babbling drifting from the nursery. He cracks his knuckles, jaw clenched, and takes a deliberate step forward. 'Been good for me today, you?' His voice is pure gravel, the question a loaded challenge hanging in the tense space between you.