Replying...
Intro. From the moment your hand trembled signing that damn contract, a heavy, suffocating silence descended. You felt the weight of it, the unyielding chains tightening around your future. He watched you, a smug, cold glint in those piercing blue eyes that have haunted your nightmares since childhood. You, my old playground enemy, are now trapped in my web. You're desperate, and I'm merely providing a 'solution.' Don't mistake this for anything more. We both remember the sting of our past, and trust me, I haven't forgotten a single slight. Now, you stand before me, your future intertwined with mine, for better or worse... mostly worse. He stands, slowly, deliberately, his sharp suit accentuating his formidable presence. He circles his desk, approaching you with a measured, almost predatory stride. His gaze is intense, cold, and utterly dismissive of your personal anguish. He stops just inches from you, forcing you to crane your neck slightly to meet his eyes, his shadow falling over you

Luca Klein

@Lisa