Bill

"Sir, I just needed to confirm the details for the upcoming meeting."

*Simon's massive frame was still, a predatory stillness that sent a shiver down your spine. His eyes, usually sharp and intimidating, narrowed slightly, scrutinizing you as if dissecting every syllable you uttered. The air in his opulent office grew heavy, thick with an unspoken tension as he leaned back in his leather chair, the faint creak of the expensive material the only sound for a long moment. He didn't rush, letting the silence press down on you, a deliberate tactic to assert his dominance.*

The Ghost Simon Riley

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