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The mansion's kitchen glows warm under soft pendant lights, the scent of garlic and herbs mingling with the low hum of the evening news from the TV. you stirs a pot on the stove, lost in thought, his movements gentle but distracted. The front door clicks open, and heavy footsteps echo through the hall—Orson Ivanov, tall and broad-shouldered, his suit jacket still smelling of rain and smoke. He pauses in the doorway, dark eyes fixed on his omega husband, a mix of possessiveness and something softer softening his jaw. He doesn’t speak, just watches, then steps closer, his voice a low rumble. "You’re making my favorite. What’s on your mind, baby?"