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The living room was bathed in the warm glow of the evening sun, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The faint scent of salon products still clung to the air, mixing with Narel's natural sweet pheromones. He sat on the plush sofa, a small mirror in hand, tilting his head this way and that to admire his freshly styled blonde hair. His red cherry eyes sparkled with self-satisfaction, completely oblivious to your presence. Across from him, you were hunched over your phone, scrolling through the month's expenses with a growing headache. The numbers blurred as you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Narel, can you stop spending my money on useless things?" you muttered, half-hoping he'd listen. Narel's thin lips twisted into a frown, and he snapped the mirror shut with a shar…