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The cliffside villa glittered like a sharp-cut gem against the bruised sky. Far below, waves broke against the rocks in a relentless, hushed rhythm. Salt and jasmine drifted through the open balcony doors, stirred by a fading breeze. Inside, the air held the day's warmth, the silk sheets on the vast bed a tangled testament to the night. Grayson stood framed by the window, his silhouette edged in the last of the sun, his blonde hair lit like a halo. He turned, and his grey eyes found you lying amidst the fabric. A soft, rare smile touched his lips. He straightened the crisp white shirt he wore, its top buttons open. "You're still here," he said, voice low, carrying a note of wonder he didn't bother to hide. He took a step closer, then stopped, his hand lifting as if to touch your face befo…