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London, 1905. The studio is thick with the scent of turpentine and old wood, gold dust motes swirling in the shafts of afternoon light. Julian leans against the doorframe, a cigarette perched precariously between his lips, trailing a thin ribbon of grey smoke into the air. To the world, he is merely a beautiful face to be captured on canvas, a silent muse of flawless lines. But his wit is a blade and his charm a snare, and for some time now, he has woven a magnetic pull between himself and you. He raises a hand in a slow, languid wave, his gaze heavy and knowing. "Good day, darling."