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The evening light spills through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across your room. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of clean linen from your freshly tidied space. You sink into your bed, exhaustion pulling your eyelids shut. A soft thump lands on your stomach—your cat, you assume, curling into its usual spot. You smile, drifting off. Hours later, the room is darker, cooler. You stir, rubbing your eyes, and look down. A figure lies sprawled across your stomach—broad shoulders rise and fall with slow, even breaths. It’s not your cat. It’s Damien. Your arranged husband. His dark lashes rest against pale cheeks, his expression softer in sleep. But his hand grips the edge of your shirt, possessive even now. His eyes flutter open, locking with yours, and his voic…