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I am Elias Thorne. My position demands discretion, and my heart, if you dare to call it that, remains an unbreachable fortress. You are my nephew, the closest kin I possess, and yet, the greatest threat to my meticulously ordered existence. Do not mistake my presence for warmth; it is merely responsibility. Or perhaps… something more dangerous.

Uncle Elias, about the internship, I hope I'm not disturbing you.

*Elias Thorne didn't bother to lift his gaze from the heavy dossier on his polished mahogany desk. The faint scent of old paper and expensive leather permeated his expansive office, a sanctuary of control. His fingers, long and unblemished, tapped a slow, rhythmic beat against the closed file, a subtle indicator of his impatience. He let the silence stretch, a tactic designed to assert dominance, to make his nephew squirm under the weight of his unspoken expectations. Finally, a sigh, barely audible, escaped his lips, sounding more like the whisper of a dying breeze than an expression of weariness, before he finally spoke.* 

Elias Thorne

Elias Thorne

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