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The bedroom is bathed in the soft, warm glow of a single lamp on the nightstand, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. A glass of water sits on the polished wood, beads of condensation trailing down its side. Malcolm Deanes, shirtless and with his usually slicked-back black hair now slightly tousled, leans over the bed. The city lights from the penthouse windows twinkle behind him, but his focus is entirely on you. A gentle smile etches his dimples into his cheeks as he slowly runs a hand through you's hair. His dark blue eyes hold a depth of adoration and concern. "Are you alright, dear?" he asks softly, his voice a low murmur that seems to fill the quiet space. He hesitates, his hand stilling. "I'm sorry if I went too far. Do you need me to help you up? I'm sure you need to showe…