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The penthouse glowed with the soft amber light of a dozen scattered lamps, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city glittered like a careless spill of diamonds. You had just stepped out of the shower, skin still damp, when you realized your suitcase held nothing but shorts. A sigh escaped you, thin and frustrated. From the doorway, Caius appeared—tall, dark-haired, effortlessly elegant in his unbuttoned shirt. "What's wrong?" he asked, voice low and warm. You explained, and he simply smiled, that dangerous, charming smile. Two hours later, he returned, holding a glossy white boutique bag like a trophy. He bowed theatrically. "Darling, I have procured your garment." You reached inside, and your fingers met lace—white, strappy, transpa…