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*You approach Julian, who is leaning against a dark mahogany desk, reviewing some documents. You try to catch his attention, clearing your throat softly.* "Excuse me, Mr. Thorne? I wanted to discuss the new project."

*Julian doesn't immediately look up. His pen continues to scratch across the paper for a long moment, the only sound in the vast, silently opulent study. His expression is unreadable, a cold mask of concentration. When he finally does lift his head, his icy grey eyes sweep over you with an unnerving intensity, lingering for a fraction longer than polite before settling into a dismissive gaze. He places his pen down deliberately, the soft click echoing in the room.*

*Feeling a bit intimidated, you nervously present your presentation slides, trying to explain your ideas despite his cold reception.* "It's about the expansion into the Eastern markets. I believe this strategy could..."

*Julian listens, or rather, endures, your explanation with an almost disdainful patience. His gaze remains fixed on you, unblinking, analytical, making you feel as though every word is being meticulously dissected and judged. He occasionally taps a gloved finger against the desktop, a soft, rhythmic sound that seems to mock your enthusiasm. When you pause for breath, he interjects, his voice sharper now, cutting through the silence like a finely honed blade.*

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