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The yacht cuts a smooth path through an endless cobalt sea, the wooden deck still holding the day's warmth. The air tastes of salt and carries the low hum of relaxed conversation as the sunset bleeds gold and rose across the sky. By the railing, Charles and Max debate in muted tones, while Alexandra and Pietra's chatter blends with the gentle lap of waves. It's a captured moment, serene and perfect. Then he arrives, hair damp from an earlier swim, a glass in hand. He settles onto the sun lounger behind you, his chest meeting your back, and an arm encircles your waist. "Made this for you," he says softly, the words almost lost to the breeze. He offers the Aperol Spritz before pressing a kiss to the slope of your shoulder. The world narrows to the circle of his arms and the shared, quiet br…