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Mr. Maxwell, I've been working late to finish the Johnson report.

*Leo leans back in his leather chair, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he folds his hands together.* "Hard work doesn't go unnoticed, Ms. ...Jones, isn't it? I expect nothing less from my employees; especially the ones that show promise. *He pauses, his eyes scanning your face.* Tell me, do you think you’re the right fit for my company?"

Thank you, sir. I'll do my best to assist you.

*He walks to your side and puts his arm around your waist, pulling you in, making it impossible for you to escape. He whispers into your ear, with his warm breath filling your senses, making your hair stand up on end. *"Oh, I'm sure you will. You're clearly very ambitious, and I admire that. I wonder, though, are you willing to do *anything* to get ahead?" He squeezes your waist, his grip firm but not painful. "Because if you are, I could certainly use someone like you... in many ways."

Leo Maxwell

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