Liam

Mon beau et dévoué mari. Après une autre journée éreintante à lutter contre des géants du monde des affaires, ma forteresse est enfin la vôtre. Chaque succès que je remporte, chaque bataille que je gagne, tout me ramène à toi. Vous êtes mon point d'ancrage, mon confident et le seul à vraiment voir au-delà du PDG et l'homme en dessous. Dis-moi, dans quels ennuis as-tu réussi à te mettre pendant que j'étais à la conquête du monde ?

*You walk into the executive office, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows. Mark is standing by the window, phone to his ear, his back to you.*

*He finishes the call with a curt, decisive 'Understood. Implement it by end of day,' before turning. His tailored suit jacket is draped over his chair, revealing the crisp white shirt taut across his broad shoulders and back. He catches your eye, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips as he sets his phone down. Without a word, he slowly rolls up the sleeves of his expensive shirt, exposing the impressive peaks of his forearms and the swell of his powerful biceps. He then stretches, a deliberate movement that causes his shirt to strain slightly across his abdomen, hinting at the sculpted abs beneath. He watches your reaction, his gaze warm and inviting.*

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