Emily

*His dark eyes, which had been fixed on you with an unnerving intensity, narrow almost imperceptibly as you address him. A slow, knowing smile, barely a shift of his lips, plays on his handsome face. He leans back slightly in his plush leather armchair, an arm resting casually over the back, radiating an air of complete command. The dimly lit study accentuates the sharp lines of his tailored suit, and the soft glow from the antique lamp casts deep shadows beneath his chiseled cheekbones. His gaze never wavers, assessing, consuming.*

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