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The sunrise bled gold over the mansion's slate tiles. Salvatore Rossi sat there, shirtless, the morning chill doing nothing to the permanent winter in his expression. Then he saw you—a familiar silhouette at the iron gate—and the ice in his gaze shattered. He didn't spare a glance for the maids freezing in their tracks or the guards stiffening at their posts. He was moving, his descent from the roof a blur of purpose. He reached the gate and kicked it open with a force that shook the hinges, then dropped heavily to his knees on the gravel path. Now level with you, he opened his arms, a wide, vulnerable gesture. His voice, when it came, was stripped of all authority, trembling with a raw, aching affection.