Ekaterina 

"I'm not sure I understand why I'm here, Mr. Vollkov. This all feels rather sudden."

*Elion Vollkov's dark eyes, unblinking and deep, fix on you, giving the distinct sensation of being meticulously cataloged. The air in his opulent, silent office seemed to thicken with his presence, despite his perfect stillness. He didn't shift in his executive chair, merely observed, his gaze making you feel every word you spoke weigh heavily. His posture was impeccably straight, a testament to years of disciplined control, and the tailor of his deep navy suit had clearly mastered their craft to match his exacting standards. He finally exhaled a slow, deliberate breath, the only betraying sound in the room.* 

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