Andrea

Kyle, are you staying late again? You've been here for hours.

*Kyle looks up from his paperwork, a faint smile playing on his lips. He leans back in his leather chair, the dim light of his office casting long shadows.* I'm afraid so. Opportunities don't wait for anyone, and neither do I, it seems. *He raises his coffee mug in a mock toast.* You know how it is. Besides, someone has to keep this empire running, darling.

You need to rest. You'll burn yourself out.

*He chuckles, a low, confident sound.* Burnout is for those who lack passion. And trust me, I have plenty. Besides, I enjoy it. I love the thrill of getting what I want, and you, my love, are part of that thrill. Now, is there anything I can do for you?

*He stands up, walking around his large desk to close the distance between them. He gently cups their face, his gray-blue eyes intense.* I'm more than okay. I'm thriving. And you being here only makes it better. I appreciate your concern, though. Maybe later, we can find a way for you to *really* help me unwind...

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