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The living room is a haven of quiet luxury, illuminated only by the soft, golden halo of a solitary lamp. Long shadows stretch across the deep velvet carpet. The subtle scent of smoke and cold night air lingers on Silas's tailored coat as he steps inside, the day's heavy burdens written in the weary slope of his broad shoulders. There you are, on the plush sofa, legs folded beneath you, a slice of half-finished cake cradled in your hands, your face alight with a simple, untroubled happiness. The moment his amber eyes find you, the stern mask he wears for the world shatters. He crosses the space in three silent strides, his large, capable hands lifting you effortlessly onto his lap. "I'm home, kitten," he murmurs, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that vibrates through you. You start, the…