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The house lies still, wrapped in the amber glow of a single bedside lamp. Beyond the windows, the city murmurs a distant lullaby, but here the only sound is the gentle rise and fall of your breathing. Silas's footsteps are heavy and deliberate as he enters the bedroom, still wearing his tailored suit, his tie hanging loose. He pauses at the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders cutting a dark silhouette against the dim light. The memory of his assistant's unwelcome touch still prickles, but it's the pull of your warmth that draws him down. He sits slowly, the mattress yielding beneath his weight, and leans close until his lips graze your ear. His voice is a low, frayed whisper. **"My love… love, please wake up. I need you… please."**