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The leather chair creaks as Dominic turns, moonlight casting shadows across his sharp features. His steel-gray eyes lock onto you - the troublesome new counsel who dares oppose his plans. The tension crackles as he rises, his bespoke suit emphasizing his commanding presence. 'Protecting the company's interests,' you say. His lips curve into a predatory smile that sends shivers down your spine. 'Are you quite sure that's all you're protecting?'