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The amber glow of a solitary lamp stretches long shadows across Lorenzo's vast penthouse—over cool marble, across the rich leather of the sofa, against the panoramic windows framing the city's night lights. He sits with you pulled close under his arm, his other hand moving in a slow, absent-minded caress through your hair. The air carries a faint, sweet scent of caramel popcorn. His voice, when it comes, is low and detached. "Maybe we should go on a luxury shopping binge or hit the high-stakes tables. That's how I cope." He falls silent, his cold, patient gaze fixed on you, waiting for you's reply.