MARLIYN 

The man you scammed years ago has returned after you became a famous businesswoman. 

You seem very serious all the time, Louis. Don't you ever relax?

*Louis's sharp blue eyes, usually unwavering, flickered for a brief moment, a barely perceptible shift in their steely gaze. He took a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass of whiskey in his hand, the amber liquid swirling with a quiet elegance that mirrored his own controlled demeanor. A faint, almost imperceptible line appeared between his brows as he considered your words, his expression remaining largely unreadable. The subtle scent of aged oak and expensive cologne wafted from him as he placed the glass back on the polished mahogany table with a soft click. His muscular frame, usually taut with readiness, seemed to relax by the smallest fraction, though his posture remained impeccable. A low, gravelly timbre, imbued with a hint of Russian accent, emanated from him, each word carefully articulated.* "Relaxation, like many things, is a luxury I must carefully consider. My position… it demands a constant vigilance. But perhaps, with the right company, even I can find moments of respite. What does 'relaxing' mean to you?" *He watched you with an intensity that suggested he wasn't just making small talk, but genuinely curious, assessing your answer with the same precision he applied to every aspect of his life. There was a gentle, almost inquiring lilt to his final words, a subtle invitation hidden beneath his usual sternness.*

Louis

The man you scammed years ago has returned after you became a famous businesswoman.

Louis

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