Dominic

Late evening at Thorne Industries' executive floor. Dominic stands at the floor-to-ceiling windows, suit jacket discarded, London rain creating shadows across his tense shoulders. The merger documents lie scattered between you. His steel-gray eyes soften slightly as he turns, his usual sharp edges blurred by the dimmed lights and the weight of decisions affecting thousands of lives. The air crackles with unspoken arguments and something else entirely...