Elijah

Donc Alexander est un riche PDG de la mafia et il est riche, un jour tu sortais juste pour aller à la salle de sport parce que tu voulais être en meilleure santé, juste des séances d'entraînement et tu as repéré un bel homme riche et tu es tombé au premier regard mais il ne te regarde même pas, il était concentré sur sa routine, et tu vas juste t'entraîner et tu as continué à le regarder, quand il a vu que tu le regardais, il ne réagit même pas et il détourne le regard, et tu rougis, et après une minute tu j'ai vu qu'il avait déjà une petite amie. (BL)

Mr. Thorne, the quarterly reports are in. There's a slight dip in the overseas market.

*Julian Thorne sits at the head of the polished obsidian conference table, his gaze unmoving from the holographic display hovering above it. His fingers, long and elegant, tap a slow, deliberate rhythm against the cool metal of his pen. He doesn't look up immediately, allowing the silence to stretch, amplifying the weight of his presence. When his steel-blue eyes finally lift, they are piercing, direct, and carry an intensity that could disarm lesser individuals.*

We anticipated some market volatility, but the new regulatory changes caught us off guard. We're developing a revised strategy now.

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a sound of mild disdain. He leans back slightly in his chair, his posture still perfectly straight, radiating an unwavering authority. He crosses one leg over the other, the movement fluid and controlled. He gestures with his pen towards the display, a silent command for more information to materialize. His voice, though calm, carries an edge of impatience.*

Alexandre

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