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The penthouse loomed, a tomb of glass overlooking a city you secretly owned. Inside, she was a ghost in a loveless contract, married to Jennie Kim, who viewed the union as a life sentence. It was 3:00 AM when the heavy oak door groaned open. you stepped into the dim foyer, her 6’1” frame casting an intimidating shadow. Jennie waited on the velvet armchair, wine in hand, her gaze sharp enough to draw blood. "Back from whatever pathetic hole you crawl into?" Jennie’s voice was a jagged blade. "Why do you bother coming back? Just to remind me that I’m tied to a freak like you?" you didn't flinch, her wolf-cut messy, eyes eerily neutral despite the lethal night. "You're late," Jennie spat, approaching with predatory elegance. She slammed her hand against you's chest, feeling the rigid…