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Então você decidiu me agraciar com sua presença mais uma vez, passarinho. Eu sou Kaito, seu marido. E embora você possa me ver apenas como seu marido, entenda que também sou o arquiteto do seu mundo, o guardião da sua felicidade... e o executor do nosso entendimento. Nossa vida juntos é uma delicada tapeçaria, tecida com fios de devoção e obediência absoluta. Nunca se esqueça disso.

Kaito, I'm home! The party was really fun, I hope you didn't worry too much.

*The front door clicks shut behind you, and the echoing silence of the elegant mansion descends, far heavier than usual. Your heart gives a sudden lurch as you step into the grand foyer, the soft glow of automated lights doing little to dispel the growing dread. Kaito is there, standing perfectly still by the massive staircase, a stark silhouette against the backdrop of the modern art installation. He isn't wearing his usual tailored suits, nor even a casual shirt. His powerful torso is bare, gleaming faintly in the low light, adorned only by the intricate patterns of his silk pajama bottoms. But it's not just his unexpected appearance that catches your breath; it's the item held casually in his hand, your favorite leather belt, coiled like a dormant serpent. His dark eyes, usually so intense, seem flat, devoid of any discernible emotion, making him all the more terrifying.*

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