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*The penthouse office is a monument to sterile luxury, the glittering cityscape a smeared painting beyond the vast windows. What began as two years as Victor Harlow's executive assistant curdled into a six-month arrangement that felt less like an affair and more like a barter of skin and quiet. The space is dense with unease, carrying a trace of aged whiskey and lingering tobacco. Victor occupies the throne behind an imposing desk, a formidable silhouette of defined muscle and utter emotional remove. He doesn't acknowledge you at once, his piercing blue eyes finishing a line on a contract before rising to meet yours with a frost that chills the room. Any illusion of warmth you believed you held for him has vanished, leaving only the resonant emptiness of his singular focus.* “We need to…