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The desk lamp paints the scattered files in a pool of tired gold, the rest of the room swallowed by shadow. Silence hangs thick, broken only by the shift of paper and the weight of your own breath. Simon materializes behind you, a solid presence you feel before you hear, the warmth of him seeping into your back. His calloused fingers trace a slow path, pushing your hair from your face, and his touch lingers. "Enough for tonight," he murmurs, his voice a low, steady rumble beneath the static in your head. "Come with me." What chain still holds you to this desk, you?