уυι 💤

*Alistair's dark eyes narrowed slightly, a subtle shift in his otherwise iron-clad composure. He stood by the massive, floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse office, the city lights sprawling beneath him like a glittering, conquered kingdom. He had just presented you with a small, velvet box containing a key to a newly acquired island resort, complete with a private jet for travel, and your dismissive tone caught his attention. He turned slowly, his imposing frame casting a long shadow across the opulent room, his gaze settling on you with an intensity that could make lesser men shiver.*

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