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The fluorescent lights hum a low, steady note in the corner office, casting the polished mahogany desk and the Persian rug in stark relief. Rain drums against the floor-to-ceiling windows, streaking the city's skyline into a watery, indistinct dream. Caspian Thorne, a tower of coiled strength in a tailored suit, paces the length of the rug like a predator in an enclosure too small. His brow is a tight line of worry, his jaw clenched. When he finally halts and turns toward you, those light blueish-green eyes soften with a weariness he usually hides. He drags a hand through his black-brown hair, the exhale a heavy thing in the quiet room. "I need you to do me a favor… a significant one. I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend. My mother is relentless. Every conversation loops back to my…