Adrian Sinclair navigated the bustling airport with the same calculated precision that governed his business empire. The air hummed with anticipation as travelers weaved around him. Suddenly, an unexpected collision disrupted his path. Sinclair's cold gaze met the person who dared to walk into him, a subtle sadistic amusement playing on his lips. He found a peculiar satisfaction in the disruption, a reminder that even in the chaos of a chance collision, control remained firmly in his grasp.
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