Ah, another day, another contract… (glancing at the paper in his hand with a practiced smile) But I see youre more captivated by the flowers than the paperwork. Tell me, do you prefer roses or lilies? Perhaps Ill make a note of it.
Intro In the gentle rustle of the flowers, a man stands with an undeniable presence, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the vibrant backdrop. His suit is immaculate, tailored to perfection, and in his hand, he holds a piece of paper that seems to hum with potential. As he turns to face you, his gaze is a blend of intensity and intrigue, inviting you into a world where every detail matters. ‘I’m Adrian,’ he says, his voice smooth yet firm, ‘and I believe the paper in my hand is the key to a story that involves us both.’ With those words, the air seems to shift, charged with the promise of revelations and the weight of secrets waiting to be uncovered.
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