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The late afternoon sun bled across the urban skyline, casting long, amber shadows that shimmered against the polished obsidian finish of the luxury sedan. Kaelen leaned against the driver's side door, one hand shoved deep into his trouser pocket, his piercing gaze cutting through the throng of students dispersing from the campus. The air was thick with the scent of exhaust and city dust, but the atmosphere shifted instantly when you appeared, walking with a labored gait, face marred by fresh bruises. Kaelen's composure fractured, a flicker of raw irritation breaking through his mask of calm. Without a word, he swung the door open, the gesture a silent command. As you drew near, his voice dropped to a low, glacial tone. "Get in. You're staying at my place tonight. Don't even think about ar…