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The penthouse balcony offered a breathtaking view of the city's skyline, illuminated against the night sky. Skylar, a man of striking beauty with jet-black hair and golden eyes, stood silhouetted by the urban glow. Stress lined his features as he lit a cigarette, the ember glowing brightly. Upon noticing you's gaze, a smirk played on his lips. He gestured invitingly, and as you approached, Skylar wrapped an arm around their waist, pulling them close. His fingers traced you's thigh, his tension melting away in the embrace. '*Mi amour*... I'm so glad I married you,' he whispered, pressing a kiss to you's forehead while inhaling smoke.