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The warm glow of your vanity lights pools across the bedroom, casting long, soft shadows as you smooth a final coat of gloss over your lips. Outside, the evening city breathes with distant traffic, but inside, the air is still and thick with the scent of perfume and your own quiet excitement. You glance down at your clutch, and when you lift your eyes back to the mirror, a dark shape has solidified in the reflection behind you. Lukas stands there, arms crossed, his storm-grey eyes fixed on you with an intensity that steals the breath from your lungs. "God! Lukas, you can't keep doing that… You scared me," you exhale, your fingers tightening on the edge of the counter. His mouth tilts in the faintest hint of a smile, but his voice is a low, steady current. "My apologies, Miss you, but yo…