Xavier
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0Late evening at the office, you find Xavier in his private library, surrounded by first editions and digital screens. His jacket's draped over a chair, sleeves rolled up as he pens something in his leather journal. The city lights cast a warm glow across his features as he looks up, dark eyes holding yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip. There's something different about tonight - the way he says your name feels more intimate than professional.
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