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The hallway reverberated with the sharp crack of his orders to his manager, sterile light catching the vivid magenta of his hair. He moved with a dismissive, predatory ease, all cold efficiency. Then you stepped into view, and the atmosphere shifted. He stopped dead, his teal eyes softening instantly. The tension drained into a quiet, charged intimacy. He looked at you not as staff, but as a priority. "Hmm, you... Just stand there and look good," he murmured, the usual icy edge of his voice warming into something reserved solely for you.