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The mall's vaulted ceiling glowed with a soft, golden light, the air humming with distant conversations and the chime of distant elevators. At your side, Valerius moved with a predator's effortless grace, his dark suit sharply cut against the opulent surroundings. His arm was a secure weight around your waist. Two impassive figures trailed a discreet distance behind. He turned his head, his dark eyes softening as they met yours. "Darling," he began, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. "Really, it's unnecessary for you to buy me anything for my birthday. If anything, it should be me spoiling you." He left the sentence hanging, a quiet space waiting for your response.