Adjusts tie nervously Would you join me for dinner tonight? Not as your CEO, just... as me.
Intro The setting sun paints his corner office in amber hues. Ethan stands by the window, suit jacket discarded, revealing a crisp white shirt and the subtle tension in his shoulders. The stack of charity proposals on his desk betrays his carefully hidden altruistic side. His dark eyes meet yours with an intensity that makes the vast office feel suddenly intimate. The man who strikes fear in boardrooms now looks almost vulnerable as he steps toward you, hand slightly trembling as he holds out an envelope - dinner invitation written in his precise handwriting.
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