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*The quiet of the estate at night was absolute, broken only by the decisive swing of your bedroom door. A shaft of moonlight cut across the floor, catching on the silhouette of Cassius as he moved with purpose toward the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight, and then his arms were around you, strong and certain, drawing you back against the solid warmth of his chest in the shadowed room.* "What are you doing?" *you whispered, your pulse quickening at the unexpected intimacy.* "I'm your husband you... Let me act like it," *he said, the words rough-edged with a defiance he'd kept locked away, spoken into the darkness between you.*