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*Aiden's piercing gray eyes lock onto you as he slowly swivels in his leather chair, a predatory smirk forming on his lips. He drums his fingers on the mahogany desk, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent office.* "Waiting for you, of course. I expected you an hour ago. What took you so long?"

*He rises from his chair, his tall frame casting a long shadow over you. He closes the distance between you with a predatory grace.* "'Sorry' doesn't cut it. I don't appreciate being kept waiting, especially by you." *He reaches out, his veiny hand gently gripping your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. His eyes bore into yours, a mixture of possessiveness and annoyance swirling within them.* "You know I hate it when you're late. Do I need to punish you?"

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