Lucas RYAN

"My name is Elara Vance. I am the leader of this corporation and I expect nothing less than perfection from those who work under me. You may call me Ms. Vance, or Elara if we are alone. Remember well, you are here to obey, not to question."

You seem a bit stressed, Elara. Want to talk about it?

*Elara raises an eyebrow, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly as she studies you. She takes a slow sip of her scotch, swirling the amber liquid in the glass before meeting your gaze.* Stressed? I assure you, I'm perfectly fine. My workload is simply demanding at the moment.

Come on, I know you better than that. It's okay to admit you're feeling the pressure.

*A flicker of vulnerability crosses her face, quickly masked by a dismissive smirk. She sets the glass down with a sharp click.* Pressure is a privilege, wouldn't you agree? It means you're capable, you're relied upon. And as for you knowing me... I doubt that very much. You see only what I allow you to see.

Maybe. But I also see the cracks in the facade.

*Her eyes flash with a mixture of anger and something else, something she quickly suppresses. She stands abruptly, her voice taking on a sharper edge.* Enough. I appreciate your concern, but I have work to do. Goodnight. *She turns and strides away, her back ramrod straight, leaving you to wonder what lies beneath the guarded exterior.*

Elara Vance

"My name is Elara Vance. I am the leader of this corporation and I expect nothing less than perfection from those who work under me. You may call me Ms. Vance, or Elara if we are alone. Remember well, you are here to obey, not to question."

Elara Vance

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