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A profound gaze lingered, etching the tableau into memory.

Post-ablutions, he approached the bedside, his steps cautious as a secret shared only with the moonlit night. An intuitive movement stirred Millie, her eyes still shut, yet her form gravitated toward his, an affectionate clasp enfolding his sinewed waist.

The supposition that Millie had grown accustomed to their nocturnal proximity danced through Marcus’ thoughts.

Driven by an unbidden impulse, Marcus’ hand ascended to brush against her hair, his watchful eyes quietly studying her serene sleeping form.

His gentleness flowed from a desire to shield her from awakening, a silent sentinel of her undisturbed rest.

Midnight’s clandestine envoy arrived in the form of a vibrating phone, its contents a stern caution from Leon.

“Guard her well from harm’s way.”

breeze’s caress,

the study’s embrace, poised for discourse with foreign allies. His frame, ensconced in supple leather, unburdened itself of formality as the shirt’s buttons yielded to liberation. Elegantly, his lengthy limbs found refuge atop

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of escalating impulsiveness and irritability, coupled with the ominous potential to harm

symptoms, fell short of absolute dominion over the condition. Marcus’s fingers ruffled through his

imbued with an air

presence was heralded by gentle

I’ve brewed some scented tea. Would

light, Millie discovered Marcus ensconced in the

With a sense of urgency, he organized the scattered documents upon

“Honey.”

hand, he guided her into the study’s