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When I return with his dinner, he’s perched at his desk, a pen twirling lazily between his fingers.

His head is slightly bowed as he reads through a stack of documents, the dim light from the desk lamp casting sharp shadows on his chiseled features.

There’s a dark elegance to him, a commanding presence that makes the air in the room feel heavier.

It’s unsettling how effortlessly intimidating he is, even when he’s doing something as mundane as reading.

I clear my throat softly as I set the tray on the table in the corner. He doesn’t look up, doesn’t acknowledge me, as if I’m invisible.

That’s fine by me. The less interaction I have with him, the better.

With the tray set, I straighten up and move toward the door.

“Wait,” he says abruptly, his voice slicing through the silence.

I stop in my tracks, glancing over my shoulder. His gaze finally lifts from the papers, sharp and assessing as it lands on me.

“This is too much food,” he states, gesturing toward the tray with a flick of his
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