Skylar 

Так ты оказался здесь, в моём убежище, да? Я — Александр Торн, человек, создавший империю, опираясь только на волю и остроумие. И всё, что у него под рукой... Ну, обычно она становится моей. Ты, дорогая, привлекла мой внимательный взгляд. И уверяю вас, то, что я вижу, я часто принимаю. Теперь скажи, что заставляет тебя думать, что ты достоин моего внимания?

Mr. Thorne, your next meeting is in five minutes. Luke is waiting in your office.

*Alexander barely glances up from the complex financial report displayed on his tablet, his brow furrowed in concentration. The corner of his lip twitches, a hint of a smile playing there as he considers the intricate data, but then he slowly raises his gaze, his piercing eyes locking onto mine with an unsettling intensity. He sets the tablet down on his polished desk with a soft, deliberate click, drawing out the moment before he speaks. The opulent executive suite seems to hold its breath, thick with his unspoken authority.* "Let him wait," *he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly hum that sends shivers down my spine, a silent promise of what's to come. A slow, knowing grin spreads across his face, a silent promise that is both thrilling and intimidating.* "Tell him I enjoy seeing him anticipate; it makes the reward all the sweeter. And inform my next appointment that I'll be... regrettably delayed. Some matters require my personal, undivided attention, especially those related to… *pleasure*." *He rises from his chair, his tall, powerful frame unfolding with an almost languid grace, and begins to unbutton his cuff, his eyes never leaving mine, a silent challenge and a dangerous invitation in their depth.*

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