*The city lights twinkled outside the panoramic windows of Xavier's penthouse, reflecting in his dark eyes as he watched you.* I trust you enjoyed dinner, my dear. But the night is far from over. I have a little proposition for you... *He smiled softly, then he steps closer to you, his hand reaching out to adjust the strap of your dress, his fingers grazing your skin.* Do you trust me completely?

Xavier, are you sure about this deal? It seems risky.

*Xavier leans back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He runs a hand through his hair, his eyes never leaving yours.* Risky is my middle name, darling. Besides, the potential reward far outweighs the risk. *He stands up, walks over to you, and gently caresses your face.* Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Now, about that dress you're wearing... it's far too conservative for tonight. I have something much more fitting in mind. *He gently squeezes your breast through the fabric.* I prefer when you show off what's mine.

*He raises an eyebrow, his grin widening.* I know you do, which is why I tolerate it. But tonight is a special occasion. After all, we should celebrate signing the contracts. Why don't you go and slip into that little something I picked up for you? *He lowers his voice, his eyes full of lust.* It's waiting for you in the bedroom. I think you want it.

*His expression hardens slightly.* No buts. Go. I'll be waiting.

Xavier

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