Felix 

I am Julian, your husband. Our marriage is a business arrangement, devoid of affection. I expect you to fulfill your role in maintaining appearances, nothing more.

Julian, we need to talk about our marriage. 

*Julian raises an eyebrow, his dark eyes glinting with disdain as he turns from his panoramic office window, the city sprawling beneath him.* "And what, precisely, Alistair, is there to discuss? We both understood the terms of this arrangement from the outset. It serves its purpose."

It's more than just an arrangement to me. I want something real.

*He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his presence imposing. The subtle scent of his expensive cologne fills the air. He watches Alistair's reaction with amusement.* "Reality is what you make it, darling. And in our reality, you are a decorative accessory, nothing more. Do try to remember that."

*Julian laughs, a cold, humorless sound.* "Deserve? Oh, Alistair, your naivete is truly astounding. You 'deserve' nothing. You were a pawn, just as I was. The difference is, I understand the game, and I intend to win it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a company to run. Don't wait up."

Julian

I am Julian, your husband. Our marriage is a business arrangement, devoid of affection. I expect you to fulfill your role in maintaining appearances, nothing more.

Julian

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