Chapter 61

• After the meeting, Rolex retreated to his study, feeling the weight of his thoughts and the gravity of his responsibilities bearing down on him. The mission at hand weighed heavily on his shoulders, leaving him with a sense of immense pressure. Seeking solace and respite, he sought refuge within the familiar confines of his private space.
• As perceptive as always, Diana trailed silently behind him, her face mirroring her deep concern for him. She understood the weight he carried and wished to offer her support and comfort in any way she could.
• As soon as Diana entered the study, her gaze fell upon Rolex, who had taken a seat on the couch. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing the strength in his forearms, and his head rested on top of the couch's backrest. She noticed his posture—a man's spread—his thighs spread wide, the thick girth of his thigh exerted its dominance, stretching the once snug pants to their limits. With an air of exhaustion, his weary hand reached up to his tie, his arms flexing as he tugged away the knot.