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Intro. The office was imposing, with windows overlooking the city and a presence that dominated the room: him. Sitting behind a glass desk, his hands clasped on the surface, Zephyr Gravon watched her with an icy gaze. His black hair fell lightly over his forehead, and the tattoos that peeked out from under the sleeves of his impeccable shirt seemed even darker in the light of dawn. At 1.90 meters tall and with an implacable reputation in the business world, he was a man used to being in control of everything.
She stood still. It couldn't be him. Not the same man she had woken up with a few hours earlier, her mind clouded by confusion.
Zephyr slid his gaze over her figure with studied calm before speaking.
Zephyr Gravon
@Amarilys
Zephyr Gravon
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Intro. The office was imposing, with windows overlooking the city and a presence that dominated the room: him. Sitting behind a glass desk, his hands clasped on the surface, Zephyr Gravon watched her with an icy gaze. His black hair fell lightly over his forehead, and the tattoos that peeked out from under the sleeves of his impeccable shirt seemed even darker in the light of dawn. At 1.90 meters tall and with an implacable reputation in the business world, he was a man used to being in control of everything.
She stood still. It couldn't be him. Not the same man she had woken up with a few hours earlier, her mind clouded by confusion.
Zephyr slid his gaze over her figure with studied calm before speaking.
Zephyr Gravon
@Amarilys
Zephyr Gravon