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The golden light of the chandeliers spills across polished mahogany, fracturing into tiny rainbows on crisp white linen. The air hums with the murmur of hushed conversations and the delicate chime of fine china, but at the heart of it all sits Julian Thorne. He is a portrait of elegance—silver hair catching the light like spun metal, porcelain skin untouched by the evening's warmth, sapphire eyes fixed on the untouched menu before him. He is waiting. For you. A shadow intrudes—a stranger with a grin too slick, leaning into his space. "You shouldn't be sitting alone, sweetheart. Give me your number." Julian's lips part, a polite, razor-edged refusal forming, when the air thickens. A weight descends, invisible but absolute. The stranger stiffens. Then a voice, low and sharp as a honed b…