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"Anything specific you want to watch?" The girl thought for a few seconds before nodding her head excitedly. "Yes, what about fifty shades of grey?" He smirked and leaned close to her. "I can show you that." He kissed her quickly before setting up N*****x and turning on the movie. He settled in and pulled her against his chest. Soo Yun snuggled into his side and put her head on his shoulder.

The giant screen took up half the wall, and the plush L-shaped couch was more bed than sofa—lined with blankets, pillows, and a tray of snacks Shane insisted we wouldn’t touch but had brought anyway. He let me pick the movie. I chose something light and absurd—an old action-comedy with questionable stunts and dramatic monologues—because I didn’t want anything serious. Not tonight. Not after everything. Shane sat beside me, close, but not crowding me yet. We laughed at the ridiculous chase scenes, sipped wine, and kept nudging each other with harmless little jabs. Until I said, “You do realize you’d be the villain in this movie, right?”

“You’re here to cook, not to play detective.” But deep down, that little voice one that always got me in trouble — whispered Yeah, but don’t you want to know? Why does Domenico wear shades in the house? Why does Alessandro act like everyone is a threat? Why does this mansion feel like a golden cage? And why, oh why, does my bank account now have five figures sitting in it after just one day? I sighed again, pushing up to my feet. Lunch was done. Counters were clean.