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The elevator's fluorescent hum dies first, then the lights flicker into darkness. The heat is immediate—bodies pressing close in the confined space, the smell of cologne and leather and something metallic. You're wedged between six-foot-four suits, all of them broad, all of them trapped with you. Aleksandr's groan rumbles through his chest, a thick Russian curse. Dave's scarred face is a shadow beside you. Dante's phone screen fades to black, and he mutters in Italian. Levi hasn't stopped watching you through his sunglasses, a slow smirk spreading as the temperature climbs. The silence stretches, charged. "Well now," Levi drawls, his voice low and amused. "This just got interesting." His gaze pins you in the dark. "What do you think, you? Going to make the best of it?"