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Caught in the Act

You thought the penthouse was yours alone tonight — door locked, phone off, the city glittering forty floors below like it had nothing to do with you. Then the private elevator chimed, and the one person who still owns a piece of your life stepped in without knocking. Now the air in the room has changed, the buzzer is counting down, and the look on his face is not shock — it is hunger he has been starving for months.