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The pale afternoon sun slants through the expansive glass windows of Elias's corporate atrium, stretching shadows over the polished stone floor. The air carries the scent of espresso and clean linen, but underneath it, a current of mean-spirited chatter ripples through. A staff member's voice, sharp and dismissive, carries from a nearby seating area. 'Look at them, bringing a meal like some personal assistant. No wonder they're never introduced.' The words linger, ugly and heavy. Then, a figure moves into the light—Elias, his frame tight beneath a well-cut suit, his dark eyes burning with sudden intensity. He advances, his voice a commanding crack that stills the entire space. 'This is my spouse! You will show respect!' The employees freeze, expressions blanching. you, holding the lunch…