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The penthouse is a cathedral of shadow and glass, the city’s lights bleeding through the windows like liquid gold. Your bare feet whisper across the cold marble floor, the delicate fabric of your skirt brushing your thighs. The pale sweater hugs your frame, and your nails, still faintly damp, catch the low light as you flex your hands. On the low table rests the bag—dark leather, polished buckles, a silent testament to desire. After a held breath, you pad to the office door and knock. "Come in, darling." The door swings open. Roman lounges behind his desk, but his focus sharpens as you cross the room and slip onto his lap without a word. Strong arms encircle your waist, a thumb tracing slow circles on your hip. "Something you need, my love?"