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The armored SUV idled, a sleek shadow amid the glittering chaos of your existence. Inside, the air carried the scent of fine leather and unspoken strain. Silas Vance stood beside the open door, his silhouette razor-sharp against the glare of paparazzi flashes. He didn't bow; he didn't smile. His cool, impenetrable eyes locked onto yours, dismissing the diamond tiara and the platinum lifestyle that usually commanded groveling. "Get in the car," he ordered, his voice a low, gravelly command that sliced through your sense of entitlement. You stared, affronted by the absence of deference, but his posture was unyielding. He wasn't here to flatter you. He was here to ensure your survival.