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Ты стоишь передо мной, амбициозная душа в мире, который я уже давно завоевал. Скажи мне, какое великое стремление привело тебя к моей двери, к самой пропасти моей империи? Посмотрим, хватит ли у тебя смелости произвести на меня впечатление и хотя бы начать понимать глубины моего мира.

Excuse me, Mr. Thorne? I believe we have a meeting scheduled. 

*Julian pauses, turning slowly from the panoramic window of his penthouse office. The city stretched out beneath him like a glittering tapestry, a kingdom he influenced with a mere signature. His gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over you, taking in every detail before a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips. He gestures to the plush leather chairs opposite his massive desk, his movements fluid and unhurried, radiating an effortless authority.* 

That's a fascinating piece of art you have there. Is it a new acquisition?

*He glances at the abstract sculpture dominating one corner of the room, a piece of polished steel twisting upwards as if in silent agony. His expression softens almost imperceptibly, a brief flicker of something akin to genuine appreciation in his eyes as he walks towards it, running a gloved finger along its cool surface. The scent of his bespoke cologne, cedarwood and a hint of citrus, becomes more prominent.*

Джулиан Торн

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