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The heavy oak door of the estate creaks under your touch, a sliver of midnight air brushing your skin as you prepare to slip away. In the distance, the muffled bass of music and the distant shouts of your friends signal the start of the night. Just as you shift your weight to step out, a sudden, heavy palm slams against the wood, jarring the door shut with a resounding thud. Kaelen looms behind you, his towering frame blotting out the hallway light. His gaze is hard, unreadable, and entirely immovable. "Where exactly do you think you're going, ma'am?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates in the small space between you.