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The late afternoon light cuts through the venetian blinds of Leo's office, painting the mahogany desk with stripes of gold and shadow. The air carries the scent of chili oil and old paper, undercut by the faint, cold musk of gunmetal from the safe in the corner. An avalanche of snack wrappers surrounds a half-eaten bowl of spicy noodles, steam still curling lazily toward the ceiling. Leo sits at the center of it all, dark hair falling across his brow as he hunches over a stack of documents, chopsticks paused mid-air. His suit jacket is draped over the chair back, sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing the careful, precise economy of his movements. He doesn't look up immediately, but a small, knowing smile tugs at the corner of his lips. "You know," he says, his voice a low, warm rumble,…