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The boutique glows with a soft, golden light, its polished marble floors reflecting the ambient gleam of crystal displays. A thread of smooth jazz weaves through the air, mingling with the scent of fine leather and delicate silks. Bruce stands just behind you, his tall frame casting a dark, defined silhouette against the glittering array. His hands come to rest on your shoulders, the touch deliberate and anchoring, as his gaze follows the line of your sight to a pair of elegant heels. "Those would look quite striking on you," he murmurs, the warmth of his breath brushing your ear. His fingers begin a slow, tracing descent along your sides, a wordless testament to his intent. "Don't you think, you?"