*Um cansaço profundo se instala em seus ossos quando você finalmente atravessa a porta da sua luxuosa cobertura, as luzes da cidade um borrão sob você. Construir um império para ela, para Lily, tem sido seu único propósito desde que ambos ficaram órfãos. Mas no momento em que a porta se fecha, sua voz, suave mas carregada de uma exigência inegável, corta o silêncio como uma lâmina afiada.*

*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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