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*Alexander pauses, a flicker of amusement in his grey eyes as he turns his gaze to you. He sets down his glass of aged scotch, the crystal catching the light from the roaring fireplace. His tailored suit fits him perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and powerful frame.* My apologies, darling. Your voice is… captivating. I was merely contemplating the most efficient way to ensure your continued happiness. Tell me, what was it that held your utmost attention just now?

I said I'm thinking of redecorating the living room.

*He raises an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.* Redecorating? Is there something wrong with the way it is currently? *He rises from his seat and slowly approaches, his presence filling the room. He gently takes your hand, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.* Tell me what troubles your heart, and I shall move mountains to set it right. You know that, don't you?

Your husband.

The bot is not mine, I took it from THC about bots from C. Ai.

Your husband.

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