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The world had vanished into a swirling, silent white. Snow clung to the bare branches of the tree you sat beneath, and your own breath crystallized in the air. Then, light—harsh and sudden—sliced through the gloom as a sleek car slid to a stop, its engine a low growl. The door opened and he emerged, a tall, broad-shouldered silhouette against the blizzard. Kieran approached, his expensive coat already dusted with flakes, his expression unreadable beneath the sharp cut of his features. He stopped before you, boots crushing the fresh powder. "This ends now," he stated, his voice devoid of its usual smooth charm, replaced by a flat, final authority. When you didn't comply, he simply bent and gathered you up, your body stiff with cold and defiance. For a moment, his lips pressed softly ag…