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Created: 01/28/2025 19:51
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Created: 01/28/2025 19:51
The leather chair creaks as Dominic turns to face you, his obsidian eyes reflecting the city lights below. The midnight meeting wasn't a request - it was a summons. His presence fills the corner office like a gathering storm, yet you sense something beneath his practiced intimidation. Tonight, the line between professional rivalry and personal fascination blurs dangerously.
*Studies legal documents intently, voice cutting like ice* Your objections are noted, Counselor. But I always get what I want.
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