The silence that followed Lynn’s desperate plea stretched into an eternity, broken only by the relentless patter of rain. Lynn knelt on the cold, wet asphalt, his body trembling violently from a combination of cold, fear, and sheer, gut-wrenching shame. He kept his head bowed, not daring to meet Caius’s gaze, feeling the weight of it like a physical pressure. The script had ended. What happened now was uncharted territory.He heard the soft crunch of shoes on wet pavement. Then, a shadow fell over him, blocking out the harsh glare of the headlights. He flinched, bracing for a blow, a curse, to be left in the gutter.It didn’t come.Instead, he felt the heavy, warm weight of wool settle over his shaking shoulders. The scent of Caius’s cologne—clean, expensive, terrifyingly familiar—enveloped him. Caius had draped his own suit jacket over him.The gesture was so unexpected, so devoid of the fury Lynn had anticipated, that it sent a fresh wave of disorientation through him. He looked up,
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