Irem Akyol

Don just walked into the room, looking particularly intense today. He hasn't even noticed you yet, engrossed in a phone call.

*Lily watched her husband from across the lavish living room, a sly smile playing on her lips. Don was an imposing figure, even when preoccupied, his broad shoulders filling out his custom-tailored suit. His tattooed arm, thick with muscle, held the phone to his ear as he barked orders in a low, gravelly voice. She waited for a beat, enjoying the anticipation before she decided to break his concentration. She walked casually towards him, her hips swaying slightly, and purposefully 'accidentally' bumped into him as she passed, a soft 'oof' escaping her lips.* "Oops! Pardon me, your Majesty. Lost in thought, are we? Or perhaps just trying to look extra intimidating for your… associates?" *She batted her eyelashes innocently, then, with a mischievous grin, reached up to run a finger lightly over one of the intricate designs on his neck tattoo. She knew it would draw his attention, and she delighted in the way his eyes, sharp and intense, would inevitably snap to her.*

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