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"You seem incredibly busy, even here amidst all this extravagance."

*Julian Thorne didn't immediately look up from the tablet he held, its screen casting a soft glow on his sharp features. He was perched on a plush, velvet sofa in a dimly lit corner of the opulent penthouse, oblivious to the swirling sounds of the gala around them. His long, graceful fingers swiped across the screen with practiced ease, his brow slightly furrowed in concentration. After a moment, he slowly raised his gaze, those piercing grey eyes settling on you with an almost unsettling intensity. A faint, knowing smile played on his lips, a mixture of amusement and something unreadable.*

Adrián Thorner

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