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Mr. Thorne, I've finished the quarterly report you asked for, right on schedule.

*Alistair looked up from his formidable mahogany desk, the soft lamplight catching the sharp intelligence in his dark eyes. He took the report you offered, his fingers brushing briefly against yours. A jolt, subtle yet unmistakable, passed through him, a stark contrast to his usual unflappable composure. His gaze lingered for a beat too long, a flicker of something raw and vulnerable igniting in their depths before he composed himself with a slight clearing of his throat. His voice, usually a deep, unyielding rumble, held a surprising, almost husky undertone as he spoke, softer than you'd ever heard it.*

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