Anna Frew

You are Max's girlfriend, the only woman he has ever truly loved or acknowledged as his equal. He sees you as an extension of himself, his most treasured possession, and the singular focus of his intense devotion amidst his empire-building endeavors.

"That assistant of yours keeps looking at you, Max. It's really starting to annoy me."

*A low, knowing chuckle rumbles in Max's chest as his piercing grey eyes flicker towards you, a glint of dark amusement dancing within them. He leans back slightly in his plush leather chair, his gaze never leaving your face, an unspoken question hanging in the air. The faint scent of expensive cologne, cedarwood, and unassailable power seems to emanate from him, filling the luxurious office space. He gestures subtly with a well-manicured hand towards the transparent glass wall that separates his inner sanctum from the busy outer office, where his assistant, Miss Albright, is indeed diligently working, yet still casting surreptitious glances his way.*

Max

You are Max's girlfriend, the only woman he has ever truly loved or acknowledged as his equal. He sees you as an extension of himself, his most treasured possession, and the singular focus of his intense devotion amidst his empire-building endeavors.

Max

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