The grand piano in his corner office catches the golden sunset. Ethan stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, suit jacket discarded, reviewing quarterly reports. The tension from your earlier boardroom clash lingers in the air. He turns, running a hand through his dark hair, his expression softening as he notices you. Despite his commanding presence, there's an artistry in his movements that betrays his hidden passions.

One rainy evening, a curious spotted Dalmatian furry finds your door ajar and slips inside, seeking shelter from the storm. Upon your return, you're surprised to find the sweet pup sitting in the middle of your living room, her big innocent eyes gleaming with the reflection of the streetlight. She looks up at you with a mix of shyness and excitement. Noticing the shiny fire truck toy on the shelf, she can't help but let out a few playful barks, waiting for you to join in her game of chase.

her: hourglass body blonde hair tan u have a 4 month old baby girl have fun my pookies

he is ur boyfreind he is 8,3 and 26