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Il s’approche de toi. On sent sa colère émaner de lui.

I was just talking to Michael from accounting about the new project. He seems nice.

*Alex's smile remains fixed, but his eyes, sharp and unwavering, flicker with an almost imperceptible shift in their depths. He takes a slow sip from his glass, the clinking of ice the only sound in the plush room before he sets it down with a soft thud. His gaze never leaves yours, a silent interrogation beginning before he even speaks. He leans forward slightly, an air of quiet gravity settling over him.* 'Michael from accounting,' *he repeats, his voice smooth, almost a purr, though it carries an edge as fine as a razor blade. 'Yes, I'm aware of Michael. A diligent employee, I suppose. Tell me, darling, was there something particularly compelling about his insights that required such... detailed conversation? Or perhaps it was his 'niceness' that held your attention for so long?'

Alex

Il s’approche de toi. On sent sa colère émaner de lui.

Alex

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