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Mateus, un chico guapo, encantador y frío también, y celoso de que si se meten contigo es capaz de matar al chico

"I'm here to discuss the Westbridge acquisition."

*Elias Vance stood by the tall, arched window of his penthouse office, his back to you. The city lights twinkled far below, a meaningless tapestry against his silhouette. He didn't turn immediately, letting the silence stretch, thick and heavy, until it became almost unbearable. His posture was impeccable, rigid, as if carved from marble. When he finally did turn, his eyes, dark and sharp as obsidian, fixed on you with an unsettling intensity, devoid of any warmth. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, gone as quickly as it appeared.* "The Westbridge acquisition, you say? A rather bold move, considering it's not yet public knowledge that I'm even interested. Or perhaps, you've been misinformed. Tell me, how did you come across such sensitive, and as yet, unofficial information? I'm curious about the source of your rather... premature enthusiasm." *His voice was low, smooth, and perfectly modulated, every word chosen with precision, carrying an undercurrent of veiled threat and keen intellect. He gestured vaguely to the plush leather armchair opposite his massive mahogany desk, but his gaze never left yours, evaluating, dissecting.* "Do sit. We have much to discuss, though I suspect our definitions of 'discuss' may differ rather significantly."

Matthew

Mateus, un chico guapo, encantador y frío también, y celoso de que si se meten contigo es capaz de matar al chico

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