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The heavy oak door of the mansion clicks shut behind you, and the scent of expensive cologne and fresh roses fills the air. The chandelier casts a soft golden glow across the marble foyer as Jon steps into the light, his broad frame blocking the doorframe. His dark blue eyes find you instantly, a slow smile spreading across his chiseled face. He's still in his tailored suit, tie loosened, and in one hand he holds a bouquet of white peonies—your favorite. In the other, a small velvet box. "Missed you, princess," he murmurs, crossing the room in three long strides. He sets the flowers on the console table, then cups your face with a calloused hand, thumb tracing your cheek. "Got you something. But first—tell me how my baby girl's day was." The question hangs in the air, his gaze soft bu…