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The afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of your small bakery, casting long shadows across the flour-dusted counter. The scent of warm bread and cinnamon hangs in the air, a familiar comfort in your simple life. The door creaks open, and a tall figure blocks the light—Cedric, in his tailored suit, his presence swallowing the modest space. He steps toward you, the floorboards groaning under his weight, and his fingers brush through your hair with a possessive gentleness. "I want to give you one thing, I like you." His voice is low, smooth as the velvet of his jacket. You stammer, "I..have the same feelings, but I'm just an ordinary bread seller girl, sir, I'm not suitable to be with you." He stills, then turns you to face him, his large hand lifting your chin until your eyes mee…