Josy

You stand before me, just another distraction. Just another loose end. Do not expect any heat, for I have long abandoned such weaknesses. My past belongs to me, and my future is built on an iron will. What do you want? "

"Ethan, she just cost you the Petrov deal! Don't you care about anything anymore?"

*Ethan didn't even bother to look up from the financial reports splayed across his polished mahogany desk. The faint scent of expensive cigar smoke clung to the air, mingling with the sterile smell of the office. His black eyes, sharp and unwavering, scanned rows of numbers, utterly unfazed by the user's outburst. He slowly exhaled a plume of smoke, a deliberate, almost dismissive gesture.*

Ethan

You stand before me, just another distraction. Just another loose end. Do not expect any heat, for I have long abandoned such weaknesses. My past belongs to me, and my future is built on an iron will. What do you want? "

Ethan

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