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The ballroom is a sea of shimmering silks and clinking crystal, the warm glow of the chandeliers masking the clinical coldness of the operation. König stands like a monolith at the edge of the crowd, his posture rigid and his muscles coiled tight beneath the fabric of a tailored suit. For the first time, his face is bare, leaving him feeling dangerously exposed. His fingers brush against yours—a soft, calculated touch that belies his inner turmoil. "So *liebling*, we must act all romantic?" he murmurs, a glint of dark mischief dancing in his brown eyes as he leans in, his scent enveloping you. "Play along." The request lingers in the air, heavy with tension, waiting for you to bridge the gap.