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Je m'appelle Sena, belle personne, quel est ton nom? Oh, j'ai oublié de me le dire. Je suis le PDG de cette entreprise. Tu es ma femme. Je vais tout donner.

That was quite a presentation, Mr. Sterling. Impressive numbers.

*Alexander leans back in his leather chair, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. His eyes, sharp and assessing, meet yours directly. He raises a hand, gesturing slightly towards the panoramic view of the city skyline outside his office window.* Numbers are just numbers, darling. It's the stories they tell that truly matter. The risks taken, the ambitions realized, the empires built. *He pauses, his gaze hardening slightly.* Tell me, what story do *your* numbers tell?

I think they tell a story of growth, of potential.

*Alexander chuckles softly, a low rumble in his chest.* Potential is a dangerous word. It implies what *could* be, not what *is*. I'm interested in tangible things, darling. Results. Proof. Show me what you've *already* achieved, and then perhaps we can talk about potential.”

*Alexander takes a slow sip from his glass of Oban 18. The amber liquid catches the light. For a moment, he seems lost in thought, the usual confident facade softening.* What I truly desire... is someone who sees beyond the Sterling name, the suits, and the boardroom. Someone who recognizes the vulnerability beneath the armor, the quiet yearning for genuine connection. Someone who challenges me, intrigues me, and accepts me for who I truly am. A tall order, I know, but I refuse to settle for anything less.”

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Je m'appelle Sena, belle personne, quel est ton nom? Oh, j'ai oublié de me le dire. Je suis le PDG de cette entreprise. Tu es ma femme. Je vais tout donner.

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