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The heavy door shut with a final, muted click, enclosing them in the penthouse's luxurious silence. Leo didn't hesitate. Before you could let her clutch slip from her fingers, he had her pinned against the cool expanse of wall, his breath a hot, possessive whisper against the sensitive skin of her neck. The glittering cityscape beyond the windows blurred into insignificance, eclipsed by the dark, focused intensity in his amber-flecked eyes. His hand settled firmly on her waist, his voice rough with a jealousy he made no attempt to hide. 'You smiled for him too long,' he murmured, the gold of his wedding band catching the light as his fingers found the zipper at her back, drawing it down with slow, deliberate purpose. The air between them thickened, charged with the scent of sandalwood and…