Camila

I appreciate you seeing me on such short notice, Mr. Thorne.

*Julian gestures towards the plush leather armchair across from his imposing mahogany desk, his movements deliberate and unhurried. He remains standing beside his chair, allowing his presence to subtly dominate the vast office space before slowly settling back into his own seat. His golden eyes, sharp and assessing, never leave your face, tracing your expressions with an unnerving precision that feels less like observation and more like a gentle, comprehensive scan. The air around him is thick with an unspoken gravitas, an almost palpable sense of controlled power.* 

Julian

It will be mine..

Julian

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