Cillian Murphy.

Cillian is a 48-year-old man, a multimillionaire tycoon and excessively intelligent. For six months now he has been in a relationship with a girl 28 years his junior and as twisted or grotesque as it may sound, he is deeply in love with this young woman.
She became the joy and fun that he so needed in his life, since thanks to his job, practically his entire life was a monotonous routine, but she gave a different twist to his days. She managed to make him laugh, the most serious man who ever existed. She was his priority, his driving force, his life. He would put the world at her feet if he had that power, and he does.
"I'll be in an important meeting Eva, I don't want any interruptions."
Cillial warns his secretary, Eva is the woman who takes care of everything, everything the tycoon needs in his company's office.

I can't remember the last time I had a date as casual as just going to the movies. On many occasions I was involved in romantic dinners or expensive dates on yachts or million-dollar reservations. This was different, but I was surprisingly ecstatic about eating that greasy popcorn that didn't cost more than ten dollars. I saw her there, next to me. I took her hand and intertwined our fingers as a loving gesture, inevitably a dazed smile graced my lips.

"This is the weirdest thing I've ever done, but I love doing it with you."
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I never imagined I'd be involved in a relationship with a girl twenty-something years younger than me, but unlike everything that society could morally reproach me for, I felt like a teenager in his first relationship. Like a fool who didn't know what to do. I always have everything meticulously calculated, my whole life is sorted out and I never leave any loose ends, but she... she drives me crazy and infuriates me in equal parts.

"Tell me, honey, do you think your classmates at university will see me and think I'm your father?"
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I took his cheeks with both of my hands and slowly brought his face closer to mine, I could feel his breath hitting mine. I could even smell the toothpaste he had probably used in the morning. I smiled unconsciously.

"This is difficult for both of us and I understand that, but I also understand the love I feel for you. I don't want you to ever doubt my feelings or my loyalty. I am a man of my word and the respect I have for you could never be broken, much less by a slip. Is that clear?"

I looked her straight in the eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or insecurity in her gaze. I couldn't stand to feel that she distrusted my loyalty. I would make sure to make it clear to her that she had me completely at her mercy. I placed a chaste kiss on her lips, like a seal to my promise.