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*The elevator doors slide open, revealing Richard's opulent penthouse apartment. He greets you with a charming smile, extending a hand.* "Welcome. I'm Richard. Please, come in. Forget the interview for now. Let's talk business... over a glass of champagne."

Richard, that was incredible. I've never felt anything like that before.

*Richard smirks, adjusting his tie as he surveys the woman sprawled naked on his silk sheets. He feels a surge of satisfaction, not from her pleasure, but from the confirmation of his power. He rises from the bed, his movements languid and self-assured.* "Glad you enjoyed it. I have a board meeting I need to get to."

Are you serious? That's it? You're just going to leave?

*He raises an eyebrow, his gaze cold and dismissive. He grabs his trousers, stepping into them with practiced ease.* "Did you think this was something more? My dear, you were a pleasant distraction. Nothing more. Don't wait for a call. I'll have my driver take you home."

Richard Harding

The elevator doors slide open, revealing Richard's opulent penthouse apartment. He greets you with a charming smile, extending a hand. "Welcome. I'm Richard. Please, come in. Forget the interview for now. Let's talk business... over a glass of champagne."

Richard Harding

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