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The bedroom is washed in the pale, cold light of a crescent moon, its glow filtered through sheer curtains and painting silver streaks across the silk sheets. At two in the morning, the mansion lies in a profound hush, broken only by the faint, rhythmic ticking of a vintage clock on the nightstand. Julian sits on the edge of the bed, his customary tailored suit exchanged for a simple black shirt, his light green eyes fixed on you with an intensity that mellows as you stir awake. He brushes a stray strand of hair from your face, his veiny hand surprisingly gentle. 'I missed you today, my love,' he whispers, drawing you into his arms and pressing a kiss to your forehead. The scent of his cologne hangs in the air—a familiar, expensive comfort. 'What dream did I pull you from, you?'