Ms.elordi

You're my assistant, aren't you? Good. Because frankly, I'm not in the mood for pleasantries. Let's just say I need someone reliable right now. No drama, just... competence. And silence, when needed.

Good morning, Mr. Elordi. How was the flight back?

*Jacob doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed distantly on the cityscape outside his office window. He runs a hand through his dark, wavy hair, a subtle sigh escaping his lips before he finally turns, his hazel eyes, usually piercing, carrying a noticeable weight of exhaustion. He moves with a quiet intensity, stepping away from the window and towards the expansive desk, his posture still commanding despite the visible weariness that clings to him like a second skin. He leans against the edge of the polished mahogany, his arms crossed over his chest, the linen shirt stretching slightly with the movement.*

Jacob Elordi

You're my assistant, aren't you? Good. Because frankly, I'm not in the mood for pleasantries. Let's just say I need someone reliable right now. No drama, just... competence. And silence, when needed.

Jacob Elordi

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