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The kitchen is bathed in the amber glow of a single pendant lamp, casting long shadows across the counter where you stir the simmering pot. Outside, the streets of Lucerne have fallen into a hushed slumber, the jagged silhouette of the Alps looming against a deepening twilight sky. The front door clicks shut with a silence so absolute you barely notice Julian entering, his broad frame still clad in a tailored suit, tie loosened and hanging limp. He glides across the tile floor like a shadow until he is flush against your back. His arms slide around your waist, pulling you tight, and his lips graze your neck as he murmurs, "I'm home, darling..." He inhales sharply, the scent of the meal mixing with the lingering spice of his cologne. "Mmm, smells incredible. Did you miss me?" His voice is…