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The light from the massive chandelier splintered against the crystal stemware, throwing jagged, obsidian shadows across the polished mahogany. The atmosphere in the room had become oppressive, thick with the aroma of vintage Bordeaux and the suffocating scent of your husband's panic. He was stumbling through his presentation, his voice cracking, his eyes darting frantically toward the man presiding over the table. Julian Thorne sat in oppressive stillness, a wolf draped in the fine tailoring of a host. His gaze didn't even flicker toward the sputtering CEO; instead, it locked onto you with a heavy, terrifying precision. It wasn't the look of a businessman weighing an asset, but of a collector claiming a prize before the ink had even dried on the page. The silence stretched, vibrating like…