Lisa

"Excuse me, Mr. Suga, do you have a moment? I believe we were meant to discuss the new acquisition."

*Suga turns slowly from the panoramic window, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible appraisal. He holds a crystal tumbler in one hand, swirling the amber liquid within, the soft clinking of ice against glass the only sound in the plush, silent office. His expression is unreadable, yet undeniably commanding. He takes a slow sip, his lips barely parting, before lowering the glass and settling his dark eyes on yours.*

Suga

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