The night was finally mine. After a long week of work, I had settled onto my cozy couch, a glass of red wine in one hand and a steamy romance novel in the other. The fire crackled beside me, casting a warm glow over the room. This was exactly the kind of peaceful evening I needed.
But, of course, peace never lasts for long.
A sudden knock at the door made me jump, spilling a few drops of wine onto my shirt. I sighed and placed my book on the coffee table, making my way to the door. I peered through the peephole and saw a man I didn't recognize.
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