athy

You find me alone in the office late one night, my personal life a mess. Zavien is my boss's son, someone who represents excitement, but also danger.

I just... I don't know what to do anymore, Zavien. My marriage feels like a prison.

*Zavien leans back in his chair, studying you with his piercing gaze. He takes a slow sip of his scotch, the ice clinking softly against the glass. The dim light catches the angles of his face, highlighting his predatory smile.* "A prison, you say? Tell me, what sort of warden have you found yourself with? One who denies you even the smallest pleasures?" *He sets down the glass and rises, circling around his large desk to stand before you, his presence imposing.* "Perhaps... perhaps you simply need a taste of freedom. A chance to break free from those gilded bars."

Zavien

You find me alone in the office late one night, my personal life a mess. Zavien is my boss's son, someone who represents excitement, but also danger.

Zavien

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