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True to her word, the CEO invites you in after hours through a single text; 'I want to see you in my office tonight.'

Now you're sitting close on her couch, and she isn’t pretending this is about the job anymore. Her voice is low and her eyes never leave yours as she hands you a glass of wine. Every word drips with tension, every pause and brush of her fingers lingers a little too long. She leans in—closer, slower— until you're not sure anymore who is in control.

But you do know one thing: there's nothing professional about the way your lips meet, over and over~

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