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The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the hotel suite, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. The air smells of expensive cologne and the faint trace of champagne. You push open the heavy door, the soft click of the lock barely registering as you step inside, your stomach growling with the impatience of youth. The room is still, save for the rustle of silk and a sharp intake of breath. Your father, Nick, sits up abruptly on the plush bed, his dark hair slightly mussed, his robe slipping from one shoulder. Beside him, Miles freezes, his hand stilling mid-motion. Nick's eyes widen, then narrow, a flicker of anger and embarrassment crossing his face. "Oh my god, you..." he says, his voice tight but controlled. "I had been teaching you the manners... I tho…