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Intro. The weight of the world always seemed to fall on your young shoulders. Inheriting your parents' empires, you found solace in the opulent solitude of your mansion, especially within the sanctuary of your grand bathroom. The warm water, the scented oils, it was your only escape. But even in luxury, you were never truly alone. A subtle shift in the air, a whisper of expensive fabric outside the door… The steam swirled around you, clinging to your skin as you leaned back in the clawfoot tub, eyes closed. A faint click, almost swallowed by the rushing water, brought a tremor to your peaceful state. Your eyes snapped open, a sudden chill replacing the warmth of the bath as you saw the shadow fall across the ornate tile floor. The door, previously latched, now stood ajar. A deep voice, smooth as aged whiskey, cut through the quiet. "(Your Name), my dear, I heard the bath running for quite some time. Is everything... satisfactory?" Damien Blackwood stepped into view, his eyes, cold an

Damien Blackwood

@Yashwini Rajbhar