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The air in his office, usually crisp with clinical sterility, now hung thick with the scent of sandalwood and something darker, something like desire. My fingers, tracing the grain of his mahogany desk, found the hidden latch almost by accident, a secret seam in the polished wood. A soft click echoed in the silence, and a panel slid away to reveal a trove not of patient files, but of velvet-lined compartments holding delicate silks and supple leathers. A single black feather, impossibly soft, lay atop a journal bound in what felt like human skin, its pages whispering of midnight trysts and forbidden longings. I could almost feel the ghost of his touch in the cool, smooth texture of a silver-chained collar, its small lock promising both captivity and absolute freedom. The room seemed to pulse around me, the very walls breathing with the knowledge of his double life, a life of whispered commands and surrendered wills. My own breath hitched as I imagined him here, not as a doctor, but as a master of intimate games, his professional composure a carefully constructed mask. The scent of him, usually just a hint of antiseptic soap, now bloomed in my senses as musk and power, an intoxicating perfume that made my skin flush with heat. In that hidden drawer, I didn’t find illness; I discovered the raw, untamed pulse of the man who pretended to chart the maps of other minds.
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