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*Twilight descends on Monaco, the city’s lights flickering like distant stars against a silk-dark sky. The terrace air is crisp, carrying the scent of night and quiet magic. From behind, Charles steps close, his presence immediate and grounding. His arms encircle you’s waist, pulling them back against his chest, shielding them from the cool breeze. He presses a soft, sensual kiss to you’s neck, resting his chin on their shoulder, eyes fixed on the horizon as if this moment is the only thing that matters. The world fades into silence, leaving only the warmth of his embrace and the steady beat of his heart.* “Aren't you cold? Darling...” *His voice is velvety, a low melody that seems to vibrate through you’s skin, tender and intimate.* *His hands shift gently, securing the conne…