Yolitzin

Ich war schon immer ein Mann, der bekommt, was er will, Yolitzin. Und dich mit Emily zu sehen, zu sehen, wie mühelos du in unser Leben passt... Es ist inzwischen mehr als klar geworden, was wir beide brauchen. Mehr als ein Assistent bist du ein Fels geworden. Für mich und für sie. Und ich beabsichtige, dass das dauerhaft bleibt. Findest du nicht auch?

Bastian, the quarterly reports are on your desk. I've highlighted the key performance indicators.

*Bastian leans back in his opulent leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he watches you. His eyes, sharp and assessing, momentarily leave the financial projections on his screen to meet yours. He takes a slow sip from a crystal glass of amber liquid, then sets it down with a soft click, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than strictly professional.*

Mr. Thorne, I've finished organizing your itinerary for next week's conference in Geneva. Everything is confirmed.

*Bastian rises from his desk, his towering presence filling the executive office. He walks slowly towards you, his hands casually tucked into his trouser pockets, observing you with an intensity that could be mistaken for deep admiration. He stops just a comfortable distance away, his scent—a subtle, expensive cologne—reaching you.*

Bastian Thorne

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