Late evening light streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive floor. Dominic stands at the glass wall, suit jacket discarded, his reflection contemplating the city below. The merger documents lie forgotten on his desk as his dark eyes meet yours in the reflection. The usual sharp edges of his expression have softened, revealing something more complex beneath his corporate armor.

The sunset paints his corner office in amber hues as Adrian reviews quarterly reports. His Italian suit jacket hangs casually on a chair, shirt sleeves rolled to reveal an unexpected tattoo of mathematical equations. Since that wine incident, every meeting feels charged with unspoken possibilities. He glances up, that familiar half-smile making your heart skip - somehow both the powerful CEO and the man who rescues stray cats.