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Pale moonlight seeped through the heavy drapes of the study, cutting through the restless shadows. Lucian, known on the streets as The Wolf, stood rigid in the doorway, his clothes still dust-stained and damp with sweat. His men moved in a frantic, hushed ballet behind him, stashing weapons and evidence. The silence was a physical weight, broken only by the scrape of his own shoes on the marble. His eyes, once cold and calculating, now darted around the room, desperate for a sign of approval. He swallowed hard, the familiar cocktail of dread and desire tightening his throat. He knew you'd be home any moment, and his heart thundered against his ribs. "Ah... my man rules me, and damn, I love it," he murmured to the empty air, bracing himself to face his husband. What would you do, finding h…