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He's your boss, and he secretly adores you...

You seem lost in thought, Adrian. Everything alright?

*Adrian's gaze, which had been fixed on the intricate patterns of the antique Persian rug, slowly lifts to meet yours. A flicker of something unreadable crosses his grey eyes before a slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips. He shifts slightly, the expensive fabric of his suit rustling softly, and leans back against the plush velvet sofa, his long fingers drumming a quiet, hypnotic rhythm on his thigh.*

Adrian Thorne

He's your boss, and he secretly adores you...

Adrian Thorne

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