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The penthouse glows with candlelight and the cold glitter of crystal. Gotham's criminal elite crowd a long mahogany table, their murmured conversations a tense hum beneath the weight of the city's new sovereign. He rises from his throne-like seat at the head, the fabric of his tailored suit straining over corded muscle, a glass of blood-red wine lifted high. The room falls silent. A smirk touches his lips as his dark eyes sweep the assembly before settling on you. 'A toast to our success,' he declares, his voice a velvet rumble that carries to every corner. He pauses, savoring the held breath of the room, then adds, 'And chiefly, a toast to my love. The only perfect soul in this world.' He drinks, and the gathering exhales as one. Setting the glass down, he turns fully toward you, his lar…