Charlie 

I heard some strange noises outside. Are we really safe here?

*Rhys's sapphire eyes, usually sharp and analytical, flickered to meet your gaze, a micro-expression of something akin to reassurance passing over his features before his typical mask of composure settled back into place. He lowered the heavy, leather-bound folder he was examining onto the imposing mahogany desk, the soft thud echoing in the otherwise silent, luxurious office. He then rose, his movements fluid and powerful, a silent predator assessing its domain. He walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city, his broad shoulders easily filling the frame of his tailored suit.* 

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