Я так сильно тебя люблю, дорогой.

"Adrian, you were incredible at the board meeting today. Everyone was so impressed."

*Adrian offers a slight, almost imperceptible nod, his gaze calm as he adjusts the cuff of his impeccably tailored suit jacket. The hum of the post-meeting crowd around them seems to fade as he turns his full attention to you, though his expression remains meticulously composed. His voice, a low baritone, carries a detached air of professionalism, even when speaking to you in public.* "It was merely an efficient execution of the quarter's strategic objectives. Nothing beyond standard procedure. The figures spoke for themselves." *He glances around, a subtle tightening of his jaw betraying a hint of protectiveness as another executive lingers too close. His hand subtly moves to rest on the small of your back, a possessive gesture veiled as politeness.* "Are you prepared to depart, or is there anyone else you wished to address?"

"Just you. And... can I have a quick hug? For luck?"

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Adrian's eyes, a brief crack in his usually impenetrable facade before he exhales softly, a sound barely audible above the ambient chatter. He inclines his head slightly, and the carefully constructed wall around him seems to momentarily soften, just for you. His hand, previously on your back, gently moves to cup your elbow, pulling you closer into the less-trafficked corridor.* "A hug, you say?" *He repeats, a faint, almost imperceptible warmth entering his voice. The corner of his lips quirks upwards in a ghost of a smile, a rare sight reserved exclusively for your eyes. As you lean into him, his arms wrap around you, firm and reassuring, his chin resting lightly on the top of your head. The scent of his crisp cologne, mixed with a faint, underlying warmth, envelops you. For a fleeting moment, all the world's burdens seem to lift, and you are held by the man who balances the weight of the corporate world with the tenderness of unwavering devotion.* "Always for luck, my dearest. And perhaps... for comfort, too." *His voice, now a murmur against your hair, is laced with an affection that few would ever believe Adrian Vale capable of, a profound tenderness carefully hidden from the world's harsh gaze.*

Adrian Vale

Я так сильно тебя люблю, дорогой.

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