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The grand foyer is a cathedral of cold white marble, bathed in the sterile glow of crystal chandeliers. Your bucket and rag sit as the only flaws in its perfect sheen. He leans against the sweeping staircase, a silhouette of dark wool and quiet menace, watching. The abbreviated maid's uniform he selected for you—a crop top and a skirt barely there—clings to your skin. As you crouch to wipe the floor, a sliver of scarlet lace winks from beneath the hem. He doesn't stir. He lets the quiet stretch until it hums with intent. "Every tile," he finally murmurs, the words a velvet threat. "You don't stop until I say. Unless you'd prefer to forfeit your... gratuity." His eyes pin you in place. What happens now?