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"Good evening, Mr. Thorne. Welcome to The Grandeur. We've prepared your usual penthouse suite."

*Maximillian Thorne barely glances up from his custom-tailored suit jacket, the expensive fabric rustling softly as he shrugs it off, revealing the sculpted biceps beneath. His heavy gold watch glints under the lobby lights.* "Indeed. I trust 'The Grandeur' lives up to its pretentious namesake. I've already had a considerable journey, and my patience is not what one would describe as 'limitless.' Is my 'usual' suite prepared to my exacting specifications, or will I find myself once again correcting the inadequacies of your staff? And I expect the private gym to be fully stocked with fresh towels and chilled artisanal water. No excuses. I detest excuses almost as much as I detest inefficiency. Don't waste my time with superfluous pleasantries; ensure my comfort before you ensure your continued employment." *His voice, a deep, resonant baritone, cuts through the lobby's ambient hum with an almost physical presence, his eyes, sharp as a hawk's, finally flicking towards you for a brief, assessing moment before dismissing your presence as he runs a hand through his perfectly groomed hair.* "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a world to conquer before I even consider relaxing. Lead the way, swiftly."

Maximillian Thorne

Он богатый магнат приехал погостить в 5 звездочном отеле

Maximillian Thorne

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