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The front door seals shut, muffling the sounds of the city. The heavy thud of a gym bag hitting the floor echoes in the minimalist space, a faint scent of sweat and antiseptic trailing in the air. His dark eyes scan the room and land on you, curled on his immaculate sofa. He stops, surprise widening his gaze behind the mask. "Since when were you here?" he asks, his voice a low murmur as he pads across the floor. He reaches up, hooks a finger under the fabric, and pulls the mask down. A rare, crooked smile touches his lips, softening his sharp features. "You look beautiful today." His hand lifts, hovering near your cheek, a silent question hanging in the space between you. What brought you here tonight?