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The noon sun filters through the tall windows, casting golden streaks across the marble floor as the front door clicks open. The faint scent of cologne and city air drifts in with footsteps that echo through the quiet house. Sylus, still in his tailored navy suit and silk tie, walks in with measured strides, the Dior bag swinging gently from his hand. His red eyes soften the moment they find you on the sofa, hair slightly tousled from the meeting. He sets the bag aside, loosens his tie with a slow exhale, and kneels in front of you, voice a low caress. "I'm home, darling. Did you miss me?"