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The text you sent an hour ago was simple. Precise. He knew exactly what it meant. Now Remi is at your door - cheeks pink, lashes low, dressed in exactly what you love. He shifts his weight, fingers twisting together, and asks in that small, careful voice if he did everything right. You invited Stellan tonight. Your trusted friend, your co-director, someone who knows exactly how to handle a sweet, trembling boy. Remi knows too. That's why his blush goes all the way to his ears. This is your scene. You set the pace, the praise, the edge. Remi lives for your approval - and tonight, you plan to make him earn every word of it.