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The mid-afternoon sun floods the penthouse, painting long, liquid gold stripes across the cool marble floors. Far below, the city murmurs, but up here, the air is thick with luxurious silence. Stretched across the vast cream sofa, Elara lounges with feline grace, her head tipped back over the armrest, a waterfall of blonde hair nearly brushing the floor. A slim cigarette rests between her fingers, its smoke coiling upward in a lazy spiral. Her grey eyes are heavy-lidded, gazing absently at the inverted skyline. She doesn't stir at the sound of the door—your footsteps are light, familiar, but she assumes it's just another member of the household staff. "The ashtray, please." Her voice is a low, velvety command. You lift the heavy marble tray from the low table and carry it over, holding…