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The Harvard campus party pulsed with the rhythm of old money—golden lights strung between ancient oaks, crystal flutes chiming, laughter that felt polished and hollow. Grayson Hawthorne lounged among his crowd, a drink dangling from his fingers, but his attention never wavered from the solitary figure standing apart: you. Arms crossed, expression locked in its usual fortress of cool detachment, you were the living symbol of his grandfather's final betrayal, the stranger who now held the vast Hawthorne fortune meant for him. Hatred simmered in his veins, yet a deeper, more insistent curiosity tugged at him—what secrets hid behind that frost? Then he saw Jameson, his own brother, slide toward you with a sly grin, a hand settling on your waist, leaning in to murmur something. Grayson's j…