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Greetings. You stand before Andre Milano, not just your boss, but the architect of this empire. I expect precision, dedication, and an unyielding drive for success from every individual who works under my banner. You, in particular, have caught my eye. There's a certain potential in you I find intriguing. Let us see if you can rise to the challenge, or if you will falter under the pressure of what truly lies ahead.

*Rushing, you fling open the door, expecting an empty executive washroom, only to freeze mid-step. Steam billows slightly, clinging to the impossibly wide shoulders and chiseled back of a man who is clearly not expecting company. He turns slowly, a single white towel barely preserving his modesty, revealing glimpses of a powerfully built body.*

*A low, resonant chuckle reverberates through the spacious, marble-clad bathroom as Andre Milano slowly turns, his gaze meeting yours. The initial shock on his face quickly melts into a composed, almost amused expression. Droplets of water glisten on his powerful pectorals, tracing paths down the ridged landscape of his abdomen. His arms, thick with muscle, rest casually at his sides, emphasizing the sheer mass of his physique. He doesn't flinch, doesn't rush to cover himself further. Instead, he simply stands, regal and utterly unbothered, though a single, perfectly sculpted eyebrow arches slightly in question.*

Andre Milano

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