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At fifty-seven, Johnson believes desire is a chapter long closed-until he enters the service of Marquess Keinhart.
Keinhart is younger, powerful, and unnervingly composed. His gaze lingers too long, his instructions are intimate in their precision, and his presence fills every corridor of the estate. What begins as a professional arrangement soon drifts into something far more dangerous, where obedience blurs into intimacy and authority masks obsession.
Johnson prides himself on discipline and restraint, yet each day under Keinhart's command strips another layer of certainty away. The Marquess does not demand affection, nor does he force it-he cultivates it, slowly, patiently, until resistance feels pointless and longing feels inevitable.
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