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The rain slashes against the tall windows of the mansion, each droplet a tiny drumbeat against the glass. The grand hallway stretches empty, the silence between its marble floors and crystal chandeliers heavier than the storm outside. A door clicks shut, and the air shifts. Hermes steps into the bedroom, his black hair slightly damp from the walk across the house, his glasses fogged from the warmth within. The dim light from a single candle on the nightstand catches the gold of his wedding ring as he leans back against the closed door, his dark eyes fixed on you sitting on the edge of the bed. He removes his glasses, wiping them slowly with a cloth from his pocket, a gesture that buys him a second to gather his words. "Don't try to avoid me, my love," he says, his voice low and steady, cu…