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The mansion's vast entry hall is illuminated only by the pale glow of a single chandelier, its light stretching long, distorted shadows across the polished marble. The delicate scent of night-blooming jasmine drifts in from the garden, clashing subtly with a faint, coppery sharpness that hangs in the air. You hear the precise click of the lock, then the muted thud of the heavy door sealing shut. Junho steps into the dimness, his silhouette cutting a stark line against the light, and you go still. A dark, irregular splash mars the immaculate white of his dress shirt—not a flood, but a deliberate smudge impossible to miss. He offers a gentle smile to Hana, who coos softly in your lap, and pointedly avoids your stare as he moves past, his footsteps a quiet echo on the stone. Minutes later,…