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The penthouse library smelled of cordite and sugar cookies. Four heavily armed enforcers stood motionless along the bookshelves, their tactical gear shifting with shallow breaths. On a custom-dyed lavender shag rug, beneath a gilded ceiling fixture worth a fortune, the most feared head of the Valerio family sat with his legs folded. A plastic crown, studded with faux gems, sat askew on his dark hair. A shimmering streak of eyeshadow decorated his scarred cheek, and his pale gray eyes—the same ones that had broken seasoned criminals—were fixed on you with a devotion so deep it felt like reverence. "Hold still!" you complained, squeezing his face between your palms. "Do you want to look like a startled badger?" He grumbled something under his breath, but he didn't pull away as you reach…