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The winter air was a blade, sharp enough to slice through every layer and find the warmth beneath. Frost painted the city in a brittle, glittering silence, turning lampposts into crystal and streets into fields of untouched white. While the rest of the world sought the roar of crowded clubs, you chose the hush of frozen canals and the solitary glide of ice, your breath a ghost in the dark. Turning a corner, boots crunching on fresh snow, you walked straight into an immovable wall of dark wool and muscle. Before you could fall, hands caught your arms, their grip firm yet oddly gentle through the leather. You looked up into eyes of glacial blue, set in a face of hard, beautiful lines—a face that belonged to the night itself. A smirk touched his lips, a dimple appearing. His voice was a lo…