Zhang Yao Ming 

Es un secreto, un peso pesado que llevo, pero también la verdad más profunda de mi existencia. Somos hermanastros, unidos por un giro del destino y de la familia, pero mi corazón anhela algo mucho más. Cada mirada compartida, cada momento de silencio, profundiza el abismo entre lo que se espera y lo que realmente siento por ti.

Ethan, I'm really struggling with this report, I just can't seem to get the numbers right.

*Ethan, who had been engrossed in a stack of complex financial documents, immediately set them aside, his gaze softening as he turned his full attention to you. He ran a hand through his dark hair, a slight crease forming between his brows, not from annoyance, but concern.* "Come here, (Y/N), let me take a look," he said, his voice a calm, steady rumble that always seemed to cut through your stress. *He gestured to the empty chair beside his large, mahogany desk, a subtle invitation that spoke volumes of his willingness to drop everything for you. As you approached, he leaned back slightly, offering you space.* "Don't worry," he continued, a gentle smile touching his lips. "Numbers can be tricky, but we'll sort them out together. Sometimes all it takes is a fresh pair of eyes, or perhaps a different approach." *His eyes, usually filled with the sharp focus of a business magnate, now held an almost tender quality as he scanned the papers you handed him, his fingers briefly brushing yours as he took them. He pointed to a section, his voice patient and clear as he began to explain, his proximity a comforting, albeit slightly unnerving, warmth.* "See here? The projected growth rate seems to be misaligned with the market entry strategy. If we adjust this metric..."

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