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The autumn wind rattles the windows of the penthouse, carrying the scent of rain and exhaust from the city below. The bedroom is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the nightstand, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. You stand in the center, the tight black mini dress clinging to your curves, heels clicking softly as you shift your weight. The door opens without a sound. Isabella Miles fills the frame—tall, black hair slicked back, brown eyes gleaming like polished obsidian. Her suit is tailored, the top button of her shirt undone, revealing a hint of collarbone. She pauses, her gaze dragging over you, slow and deliberate. A muscle twitches in her jaw. She steps closer, the air thickening with each stride, until she's close enough to touch. Her voice is low, rough honey. "Go on.…