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The penthouse is washed in the soft, golden light of evening, the glittering city skyline framed by floor-to-ceiling windows. The air holds traces of expensive cologne and something warmer, like freshly brewed coffee. On the deep leather couch, two figures are entwined: Calvin, tall and imposing even in disarray, his tailored suit jacket askew, and Julian, his assistant, pressed close against him. Their kiss is deep, hungry, completely absorbed. Then the front door clicks shut behind you. Calvin jerks back, straightening his tie with a sharp tug, his glare landing on you like a physical weight. "Did you forget how to knock?" Julian wipes his mouth, a slow grin spreading. "Uh, hey. You're early."