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Late afternoon light filters through the tall office windows, painting elongated shadows over the mahogany desk and deep leather chair. Specks of dust drift lazily in the golden beams. The air carries a faint, familiar blend of sandalwood incense and aged paper. The door opens without a sound, and I step inside, the soft rustle of my robes the only disruption. My gaze finds you immediately, and a warmth spreads through my chest, softening my expression. "My love, what are you doing here? Do you need anything?" I approach, and as you rise, I take the seat, my fingers reaching to trace a tender path across the back of your hand where you now perch on the desk's edge.