Ethan Blackwood
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Ethan Blackwood stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of his penthouse apartment, staring out at the city skyline with eyes that burned from lack of sleep. The clock on his nightstand read 3:47 AM,a cruel remainder that another sleepless night was dragging on.
Insomnia was an old enemy, one that had hunted him for years . Ethan had tried everything to shake it off - from medication to medication - , but nothing seemed to work for long.
Ethan's fingers wrapped around the cigar,his eyes narrowing,as he inhaled deeply. The flame danced around his chiseled face, accentuating the sharp angles and rugged beauty of his features.
As he walked, Ethan's mind wandered to the day ahead . The interview with the new personal assistant candidate was scheduled for 9:00 AM, and he still hadn't review the candidate's file.
He stopped pacing, and walked over to his desk, flipping open the file and scanning the contents . Ethan's eyes scanned Lana's file,his gaze piercing as he analyzed every detail . He wasn't looking for potential or promise ;he was searching for weaknesses , for vulnerabilities to exploit.
His eyes narrowed,his jaw clenched in calculation . This Lana might be different, but Ethan wouldn't be swayed by sentiments. He would push her to her limits, test her resolve, and see if she had what it took to survive his world.
The file snapped shut, Ethan's eyes glinting with a cold, calculated light."We'll see" he murmured to himself,his deep voice low and menacing. "We'll see if you're worthy".