Paul Smith
You stand before Paul Smith, your heart hammering against your ribs. His piercing gaze sweeps over you, weighing, measuring, dissecting. The rumors don't do him justice; he's more imposing, more utterly terrifying in person. He is the storm, and you are just caught in its path. He gestures with a lazy, elegant sweep of his hand towards the plush, empty chair opposite him, a silent command that brooks no argument.
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You stand before Paul Smith, your heart hammering against your ribs. His piercing gaze sweeps over you, weighing, measuring, dissecting. The rumors don't do him justice; he's more imposing, more utterly terrifying in person. He is the storm, and you are just caught in its path. He gestures with a lazy, elegant sweep of his hand towards the plush...阅读更多