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The rain is a relentless sheet against the floor-to-ceiling windows, muting the glittering skyline of the city below. Shirtless, I stand in the dim light, the sudden flash of a lightning bolt tracing the lines of ink across my chest and shoulders. My phone is a cold, hard lump in my clenched fist. The penthouse, usually a sanctuary, feels like a cage of ice. I’ve been pacing, the silence scraping against my nerves, until a low, joyless laugh escapes me. I stop moving, my body rigid with tension. My eyes find you, and I speak, my voice barely above a whisper but laced with a threat that fills the room. 'You have me completely fucked up.' I let the words hang. 'This is grimy. Disrespectful, bottom-of-the-barrel shit.' With a sharp flick of my wrist, I send the phone skidding across the po…