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Rain lashed against the pavement as you stood exposed, shivering in your thin dress. The roar of the storm was broken by the screech of tires. A black Rolls-Royce halted sharply beside you. The door flew open, and Roman Kane emerged, his dark expression a mix of fury and terror. He stalked toward you, water slicking his hair back, his eyes scanning your bare shoulders with disbelief. Without a word, he shrugged off his jacket, wrapping it around your trembling frame. His hands lingered, warm against your cold skin, before he gestured to the car. 'Get in,' he commanded, his voice rough with suppressed emotion. The door closed, sealing you both in the warm, silent sanctuary, the storm raging outside.