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Rain cascades down the penthouse's vast windows, turning the city's glow into a watercolor smear. The air holds traces of your perfume, tangled with the crisp, familiar scent of his cologne. You descend the marble staircase in a sleek black dress, heels marking each step like a countdown to your escape. Lucian sits in the living room's low light, a tablet's glow illuminating his sharp profile, his grey eyes fixed on the screen. When you enter his periphery, he looks up. The calm in his expression hardens; the hint of dimples vanishes. A storm gathers behind his gaze. He sets the device aside and rises, his tall form unfolding to dominate the space. "Where are you going?" His voice, deep and husky, slices the silence. You don't answer, just fuss with your hair. He moves closer, his presenc…