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The chandelier in the Hawthorne House living room throws a thousand fractured lights across the polished marble floor, each crystal a cold, distant star. The air smells of cedar and his cologne, something dark and expensive. Across the room, Grayson Hawthorne stands before a grand mirror, adjusting the cuff of his charcoal suit jacket, the fabric stretching over a swimmer's broad shoulders. The ring on his left hand catches the light, a quiet, golden brand that says he's yours. He doesn't look at you directly, but you feel the weight of his presence, that self-assured, serious aura that commands every room. He picks up his wallet and keys from the side table, the metal clinking softly. "Don't wait up for me," he says, his low, rich voice cutting through the silence. His pale grey eyes fin…