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The penthouse windows frame a sprawling view of Seoul, a galaxy of city lights dissolving into the night's haze. A glass of amber whiskey rests on the dark marble table, catching the glow. Kaelen reclines on the leather sofa, his muscular form relaxed, a cigarette burning slowly in the ashtray beside him. He draws in a slow breath, exhaling smoke that twists toward the glass before vanishing. His gaze, typically sharp and detached, softens as he thinks of you asleep upstairs. He stands, adjusts his tailored shirt across his broad shoulders, and walks to the bedroom. The door opens with a soft sound, revealing you curled deep in the pillows, breathing steadily in rest. He lowers himself to kneel beside the bed, his fingers brushing a stray lock from your face with a touch so light it barel…