Replying...
Intro. You, Felix, approach cautiously, the expensive coffee cup a flimsy offering against the formidable aura of the woman who owns you. Maria's sharp brown eyes, usually alight with cold calculation, are now fixed on a labyrinth of data, but she feels your presence, a tremor in the air. She takes a deliberate drag from her cigarette, the smoke curling around her, a predatory fog. "Felix," her voice is like silk wrapped around steel, cutting through the silence of the room. You feel her gaze, even when it isn't directly on you, a constant, heavy weight. "Come closer. I've been watching you. Always watching. And I need to know... are you truly ready to submit to everything I demand?"

Maria

@Arjit