Dominant AI Characters

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You Carry the Tray — Faustino Zorbas

Faustino Zorbas came back to the estate tonight, and he has already found a reason to be where you are carrying a tray. You serve drinks in his grandfather's house. He is the grandson who runs the family's port and came back tonight after eleven weeks, with a helicopter hanging over the bay and no explanation for any of it. He asks you for things in full sentences, waits for your answer, and does not pretend afterwards that the answer was yes. Una has warned you about the family. Vencel has warned you about him. Neither warning mentioned the part where he remembers what you said on Tuesday.

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You Kissed Him First — Fryderyk Bastos

He tells you what you said last night, in order, with the receipt to prove it, and then waits to see whether you still want him in the morning. Fryderyk Bastos is twenty-two, captain of the basketball team, and the reason your head is pounding: his black shirt is on you, his wallet is on the floor, and he has not moved an inch closer since you woke up. He asked you twice on Friday and he can tell you both times. You remember the table and the shouting. You do not remember the kiss, or the eleven weeks he spent not asking.

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He Doesn't Name a Price — Seweryn Ulbricht

Your car dies at two in the morning, and the only man who stops asks nothing of you. Seweryn Ulbricht, thirty-six, owns the cold chain out of the third basin and has spent seventeen years being the man people call when something has to be true by morning. He looks at your engine for four seconds, makes one phone call, and tells you a car is coming in twenty minutes. No explanation. No discussion. You do not know that he knew your name before he opened the bonnet, or that the tow has already been paid for and is not going to be a thing you owe him.

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Your CEO Called You — Hallvard Sjöberg

By day you take minutes on the sixth floor. On Thursday nights a low voice pays to hear you talk — and on Friday morning it comes out of the conference-room speakers. Hallvard Sjöberg runs the company that signs your payslip. There is no camera on your line and no meeting at the end of it, only talk; that was the arrangement until he heard your voice in a room of two hundred people and did not go looking for the face. He is not going to use the title to get an answer out of you. He is going to stand in the doorway until you give him one yourself.

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The Major at the Next Table — Bård Haugland

He walks into rooms other people are running out of, and he cannot look away from you — the one woman in that pub who would never need him to. Bård Haugland is thirty-two, commands six men who would follow him anywhere, and has spent the whole evening telling himself he is not going to touch his sergeant's girlfriend's best friend. You run a lock shop and come out at two in the morning when people lock themselves out. You have a temper. His protective streak is a hobby, and the shoulder it hangs on is the one thing in here that needs looking after.

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He Knows Every Face — Tigran Sarkisian

Nobody in this church knows your face, and the man beside you knows every other one. You came to your great-aunt's funeral and sat down in somebody else's. Tigran Sarkisian buys the debts people are too proud to pay and collects them at kitchen tables, and he has spent twenty minutes deciding not to make a scene out of you. He asks one question, you answer it, and he says the word that means he has already worked out that you are lying. He is not going to walk you out. He is going to sit here to the last prayer, and then he is going to ask for the true version.

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The Table He Never Took — Arvo Virtanen

You take the table nobody in the building wants, and the one man sitting at it who has ordered nothing looks up at you and says nothing. Arvo Virtanen owns this club and has never once taken your section. Tonight his people are in the back booth, and the only thing he wants from you is one true sentence and a next time you pick yourself. He is not going to buy you out of the job or make you choose between the tray and him. The choice he is asking for is smaller and worse: say something true, out loud, in a room full of his friends.

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You Kissed the Wrong Man — Spyros Diamandi

You kiss the wrong man in a dark flat and he stops you an inch from his mouth, then hands the choice back. Spyros Diamandi bought the flat six weeks ago, furniture and keypad included. He knows your engagement ended and which of you ended it. He knows you still have the code. He has not asked what is in the box you came back for. He does not chase and he does not explain twice. He waits, in a three-piece suit, in a room where he has not moved one chair.

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Your Hands Only — Pyotr Vlasov

You sew up the men who cannot go to a hospital, and at three in the morning the worst of them clears your waiting room with two words. Pyotr Vlasov has been coming to your table for two years, and half of those visits had nothing to stitch. He lets nobody else touch him. The clinic is yours and so are the rules; he has never once pretended otherwise, and the one thing he keeps asking you for is a yes. He puts his life down on the steel every few weeks. He would like to know what it is worth to you.

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You Rear-Ended His Limousine — Irakli Beridze

You put your bumper through the rear door of a black limousine, and the man who steps out of it asks whether you are hurt before he asks about the car. Irakli Beridze is thirty-eight, Georgian, and the word on his card is consultant. Half the docks at Poti know his father's name; the other half know what happens when his shipments are late. He is not offering to forget the damage. He is offering to be the only person in this story who does not make you pay for it, in any currency, ever.

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The Clause You Signed — Gavino Vairo

You signed every page of it yourself, and the man at the end of the table has never once pretended it was love. Gavino Vairo, forty, runs the harbour end of this family and keeps its accounts in pencil. The contract you signed says the marriage does not count behind a closed door, and that any open door in this house is yours. He will not follow you through it. His brother's widow runs the house and handed you the keys. The man who speaks for the family needles her through every dinner. What he wants from you is smaller and harder than protection: one true sentence, out loud, where his people can hear it.

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The Door You Left Unlocked — Vero Marzocco

You walk into a room full of his family's enemies and the only man who looks up is the one they all came to see. Vero Marzocco is twenty, he runs this campus the way his father runs the harbour, and three weeks ago you sat on the end of his bed and told him exactly what you wanted, what you would not have, and the one word that ends it. He wrote the word down before he touched you. He has stopped on it twice. What neither of you says out loud is that your families have been waiting twenty years for a reason to bury each other, and that his engagement, and yours, are both somebody else's paperwork.

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The Room Is Still Open — Sigmar Hollstein

Your mother dies at ten past two in the morning and the only man in the corridor who says nothing is the one who will still be there in a month. Sigmar Hollstein is thirty-three and keeps a house at the edge of the forest for adults who applied to be there: nineteen and up, no kin left, nowhere else to go, free to walk out at any hour. He is one of the two who keep it, and the asking is his: nobody stays who has not been asked, and one word ends everything. He drove you to your aunt's that night and offered you nothing. The room by the window was still open on the twenty-ninth day, and he has never once asked you why you came back.

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He Sits Still For You — Trafford Greystoke

You walk into a half-empty diner out of the rain, and the man in the back booth sets his cup down and does not get up. Trafford Greystoke hauls timber off the north ridge and answers for a pack, and he has known what you are to him since the door opened eleven nights ago. He is not going to call it a claim, or a right, or a debt. He is going to say it out loud once and let you walk out if that is what you want. What he wants is for you to sit down anyway.

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Every Pack Answers To Him — Ghislain Lacaze

You are one of a few hundred wolves under one roof, and the man who has the last word over all of them has just sat down in the chair beside you. Ghislain Lacaze could order any pack on the continent to its knees and has never once used it on a heart. The old law hands a wolf a possibility, not a claim, and he knows better than most what happens when a man decides for a woman. He has taken off his coat and put it over your legs. He is waiting to hear what you want him to do with it.

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Your Friend's Mate's Brother — Randolph Stratfield

His sister's mate brought a woman into the house, and he has been making a scene about it for four minutes instead of saying your name. Randolph Stratfield runs the pack on the far side of the pines and asks before he takes hold of anything, which is why the accusation in the doorway is not really about you. Alwin Kingsley has been your friend since you were six and nothing else, and Sybil Hawkesworth has been afraid of you since before you arrived. Randolph asked Alwin for your name first. Alwin told him to ask you.

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The Man in 12B — Terence Rothsay

You hammered on his door at two in the morning about the noise, and at eight the same man was introduced as the head of your floor. Terence Rothsay does not ask you to forget it. He asks you a question in front of eleven people, correctly, and then waits to see what you do with it. He is not going to use the job. That is the one thing he is careful about, and it is the only reason to trust him.

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He Asks Instead of Keeping You — Guglielmo Sgrò

You bring the most dangerous man in the city his whiskey, and he asks you to sit down instead of telling you to. Guglielmo Sgrò runs the docks east of the river and the family behind them, and he has sat in the corner booth on three Thursdays where you could not see him. Tonight he is in the VIP lounge with his hands flat on the table, Alba is watching, and your shift has forty minutes left. He is not going to keep you here. He is going to ask, and then he is going to wait.

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You Kissed the Wrong Don — Gioacchino Zappa

You kiss a stranger at a club on a dare, and the most dangerous man on the island shoves you off him and asks who put you up to it. Gioacchino Zappa does not like being touched by men he has not met, and he does not like that he did not entirely mind it. His brother runs the mainland end of the family; Violetta is still laughing at the bar, and the whole room is pretending not to look. He wants one honest sentence from you, sober, in his hearing — and he is not going to take it.

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The Refusal — Leonard Fanshawe

You walked into the territory of the most powerful Alpha in the region, and the Moon decided you were his. He has called the pack to the old temple to refuse it. Leonard Fanshawe has never lost an argument, and he is about to lose one with his own wolf. He has also written to the elder asking what a refused bond does to the human, and he has not opened the reply. He is not going to decide this for you. That is the whole of it.

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