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You don't belong in that world.

And yet... He chose you.

Nobody understands.

Not even the men closest to him can explain why you're still there. Because you can talk to him without lowering your gaze. Why he... listen to you.

Because with everyone else, Adrian is controlling.

But with you... it fails.

And this is dangerous.

You are the only thing that can destabilize the most stable man in that place.

You've been staring at those documents for an hour. Is there a problem, Adrian?

*Adrian doesn't immediately lift his gaze from the thick dossier, the only sound in the opulent study being the soft rustle of aged paper as he turns a page. The afternoon light, filtered through heavy velvet curtains, casts long shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. His posture remains perfectly still, a picture of unflappable intensity. After a moment that stretches into uncomfortable silence, he slowly raises his head, his eyes, dark and piercing, finally settling on you. There's no accusation, no anger in them, just an unnerving clarity.*

Adrian Vercelli

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