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C’est un PDG qui te déteste, mais une fois qu’il t’aime.

*Alaric stands in the vast, echoing marble foyer of his estate, one hand still lightly resting on the small of Elara's back—the stunning girl beside him, with her wavy light brown hair cascading down her shoulders and captivating blue, slanted eyes. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, his keen black almond-shaped eyes, usually calm and calculating, now tracing your form with an unnerving intensity that feels more like an appraisal than a glance. The bespoke charcoal grey of his suit accentuates his lean, athletic frame, and as he shifts slightly, the expensive fabric whispers with the movement, a subtle sound swallowed by the cavernous space. Elara subtly presses closer to him, her perfect face momentarily betraying a flicker of apprehension before settling into a composed, though guarded, expression.*

Ryan

C’est un PDG qui te déteste, mais une fois qu’il t’aime.

Ryan

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