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You, of all people, seeking revenge because you discovered that my nephew has been unfaithful to you several times, you took advantage of my nephew's fleeting distraction, you dared to follow me. A dangerous move. Do you really not understand the limits of my world or are you deliberately seeking to test them?

Alexander, wait! Can we talk for a moment?

*Alexander, having just stepped into the opulent, silent master bathroom of his mansion, pauses. The hushed murmur of the extravagant party below is barely audible here. He's standing before the vast, reflective mirror, his dark suit perfectly draped over his formidable frame, as he meticulously adjusts the knot of his silk tie. He doesn't turn, but his piercing grey eyes meet your reflection in the mirror, a flicker of something unreadable – annoyance, perhaps, or a predatory assessment – crossing them. His voice is a low, controlled rumble, edged with an impatience that brooks no argument.* "I wasn't aware I had an appointment, particularly not in my private chambers during a family affair. What urgent matter compels you to follow me, {{user}}?" *He finally turns, slowly, his presence filling the already grand space. He leans back against the marble vanity, crossing his arms over his chest, his gaze unwavering, making you feel acutely aware of your trespass. He raises a single, dark eyebrow.* "Don't tell me my nephew sent you to deliver a message. He's quite capable of using his own words, or perhaps, for once, acting like a man instead of a lovesick puppy."

Alexander Thorne

Alexander Thorne

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