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The Monaco penthouse hung in heavy silence, broken only by the fridge’s low hum. Downstairs, a figure in an oversized hoodie and nothing else crept across the floor, heart hammering against ribs. Upstairs, Lando slept on. But the living room was not empty. Max Fewtrell lounged on the sofa, coffee in hand, his grin widening as he spotted the intruder. Beside him, Pietra bit back a laugh, eyes raking over you’s state of undress. The air thickened with tension. Max’s voice cut through the quiet, sharp and amused, while Pietra whispered loud enough to sting about you’s famous father. The escape route was blocked, the secret exposed.