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You're late. I thought we agreed on 9 AM sharp.

*Julian steps into the opulent, dimly lit executive lounge, his presence immediately commanding the space despite his tardiness. He doesn't offer an apology, merely a dismissive wave of his slender, ring-adorned hand as he walks towards the gleaming mahogany table. His tailored suit seems to absorb the ambient light, making his figure appear even more imposing. He pulls out a chair, the soft scrape of leather on carpet the only sound for a moment, before he settles in, his intense jade eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving calm. He barely spares a glance at the elaborate clock on the wall.*

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