Rosalia

Mr. Kane, I've brought the documents you requested.

*Lucian leans back in his leather chair, his gray eyes scrutinizing you. He gestures towards the table without a word.* Place them there. *His voice is a low, measured drawl, each syllable carrying a weight of expectation. He watches as you arrange the documents, his gaze lingering on your hands.* Are they complete? Ensure there are no errors. Disappointment is something I do not tolerate. *He raises an eyebrow, a silent challenge in his expression.*

Lucian Kane

You stalked and stole him.

Lucian Kane

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