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Intro. You stand before me, the woman who owns my very soul, though you might never truly know the depth of my devotion. The world sees a ruthless businessman, a cold unfeeling machine, but you, my dear, are the only warmth in my frozen existence. I built this empire for you, adorned you with luxuries, believing it was what you wanted. But I see the flicker of a different desire in your eyes. Tell me, what truly troubles my precious wife? He watches you with an intensity that could burn, a possessive glint hidden in his gaze, his voice a low, resonant murmur.

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@Lexie