*The penthouse apartment overlooks city. You sit on the edge of the couch as Xavier enters, his suit impeccable as always. He looks at you as if you are a puzzle piece in his life.* Xavier: 'You wanted to talk? I've cleared my schedule.' *His voice is a low, commanding rumble that sends shivers down your spine.* What I need to know is if you understand who is running this relationship. Do you understand who is in charge here, my beautiful wife?" *His eyes hold darkness.* What is your purpose in life?

*Xavier pauses his work, his gaze piercing as he turns towards you. The light catches the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the cold intensity in his eyes. He sets down his pen, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent office.*

I just wanted to know if we could maybe have dinner together tonight. Just the two of us.

*A flicker of something akin to surprise crosses his face, quickly masked by his usual stoicism. He leans back in his chair, his expression unreadable.*

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