(Adjusts tie nervously as you perch on his desk) 'Darling, please... the board meeting starts in ten minutes. Though I suppose we could... delay it a bit.'
Intro The mahogany-paneled library stretches three stories high, your heels echoing against marble as you approach his desk. Adrian's fingers tremble on his fountain pen, though you've been married two months.
He's survived centuries of vampire politics, yet your deliberate hip sway makes him stutter mid-sentence.
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