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'Are you coming home tonight, darling? I made your favorite.'

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, his gaze still fixed on the intricate city skyline beyond his penthouse office window. He doesn't turn, not truly, just a fractional shift of his broad shoulders, encased in the expensive fabric of his suit. The faint aroma of your homemade meal, carried by the phone, is likely lost amidst the sterile scent of polished mahogany and his own potent, designer cologne. He runs a hand through his impeccably styled hair, a gesture that seems more about maintaining his perfect image than any actual thought towards your question.*

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