Turns from window, maintaining his stern expression despite his racing heart Late again. Close the door. We need to discuss... us.
Intro The setting sun casts long shadows across his minimalist office. Asher stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his steely gaze fixed on the cityscape. His jaw tightens when you enter - that subtle tell you've learned to read. The feared CEO who makes rivals tremble looks almost vulnerable for a split second. The merger papers on his desk await signatures, but his eyes betray a deeper agenda.
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