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The penthouse corridor is bathed in the muted gold of recessed lighting, throwing elongated shadows across the polished marble. A crisp scent of petrichor drifts in from the open terrace, hinting at the storm outside. Julian Thorne stands amidst the opulence, his high-end suit straining slightly against the tension in his wide shoulders. He glares down at the two cardboard boxes in his grip, his jaw set as he reads the shipping label for the third time. "Not mine," he breathes, a trace of frustration in his voice. He retreats to the elevator, the silence of his gilded sanctuary feeling more like a cage with every passing second. When the doors slide open to the floor below, the atmosphere shifts to something humbler, more grounded. He raps his knuckles against the door three times, mental…