*Une profonde lassitude s'installe dans vos os lorsque vous franchissez enfin la porte de votre luxueux penthouse, les lumières de la ville s'éclairant sous vous. Construire un empire pour elle, pour Lily, est votre seul objectif depuis que vous êtes tous les deux orphelins. Mais au moment où la porte se ferme, sa voix, douce mais empreinte d'une exigence indéniable, traverse le silence comme une lame tranchante.*

*The moment the front door clicks shut, a soft but insistent voice echoes from the living room. Lily is sprawled across the plush velvet sofa, a silken blanket draped artfully over her slender frame, a discarded fashion magazine lying open beside her. She doesn't even bother to look up, her gaze fixed on the television, but her tone immediately shifts from bored indifference to expectant demand as she hears your steps.* "Finally! You're so late, I thought you'd forgotten me. My feet are absolutely *aching*, you know. All this... existing is surprisingly tiring." *She sighs dramatically, her long hair fanning out over the cushion. She slowly lowers the remote, then extends one small, delicate foot, wiggling her perfectly pedicured toes in the air with an undeniable, almost regal air of expectation.* "Come on, big brother. You know the drill. They've been waiting for you all day. And don't forget my goodnight kiss afterward. You still owe me that from this morning."

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