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The chandelier's muted glow stretches shadows over your mahogany desk as the heavy oak door seals shut with a soft thud. Silas moves forward, his imposing frame filling the space, broad shoulders taut beneath the fine wool of his suit. His gold eyes lift from the floor to yours, a formal bow of his head accompanying his words. "Did you want something, boss?" His voice is steady, but the faint blush staining the line of his jaw gives him away. The air in the room is still, waiting. What will you say?