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Monaco’s velvet night clung to the club’s glass, a haze of champagne and secrets. you sank into the plush couch, while Jenson lounged opposite, his Rolex catching the dim light. The air thickened as his gaze dropped to you’s lips, heavy with calculation. 'I’m too old for you, darlin’,' he murmured, voice like gravel wrapped in silk. A low chuckle escaped him, amused yet dangerous. When you leaned forward, defending the age gap with naive bravery, Jenson set his glass down. *Click*. The silence was sharp. 'I won’t say it again, you.' His Arctic eyes narrowed, severity cutting through the gold haze. He leaned in, scent of salt and darkness overwhelming the room. 'I’ve broken hearts from Melbourne to Monza.' His knuckle brushed you’s jaw—electric, fleeting. 'You’re *Kenâ€â€¦