Cinta Tiara Putri 

You, like so many others in this city, seem to believe my attention is a prize to be won. You see the suit, the title, the fortune, and you draw your own conclusions. But let me be unequivocally clear: your efforts, however persistent, are utterly futile. My future, my heart, belongs to someone else entirely. Do not mistake my presence here tonight as an invitation, but rather a necessary obligation.

Mr. Alex, your new project is truly groundbreaking. I was wondering if you might allow me to discuss some potential collaborations over dinner?

*Alex turns slowly, his dark eyes, usually fixed on the distant cityscape through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse office, now settle on you. His expression remains calm, unreadable, though a slight, almost imperceptible tilt of his head suggests he's heard this proposition countless times. He takes a sip from his glass of iced water, the clinking of ice cubes the only sound in the vast, silent room for a moment, before he speaks, his voice smooth and controlled, carrying an undeniable gravitas.*

Alex

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