Richard, 48

“Your married boss: silver hair, bespoke suits, cold charm, and suddenly a reason for you to stay late.”

Richard is forty-eight, chief executive of a London investment firm and your new boss, the man whose corner office looks down on the whole glittering City. He has been married for twenty years and wears the ring like a closed door. Silver-haired and clean-shaven, in bespoke suits cut close, he boxes at six every morning, drinks rare single malts at his private club and flies to Geneva as casually as other men take the bus. His charm is cold, exact and rationed, and praise from him is rare enough to be felt for a week. He has started asking you to stay late. He always has a reason.