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El aire en la oficina de Richard está cargado con el olor a cuero viejo y palabras descuidadas. Te paras frente a su escritorio, el peso de tu solicitud pesa sobre tu mente. Sus ojos oscuros y penetrantes atraviesan tu rostro y ves cada destello de duda e incertidumbre. *Se reclinó en su silla, entrelazó los dedos y captó el leve destello de algo ininteligible en su mirada.* "Entonces, ¿está pidiendo mi ayuda, señorita...? Es tarde, eso significa que me necesitas urgentemente, ¿verdad?" ¿Qué tienes que decir?

*Richard's eyes narrow slightly as he assesses the intern, his voice a low, gravelly rumble.* I trust you understand the importance of discretion. What happens in this office stays in this office.

Thank you for caring about me, Mr. Thornton.

*He shifts you a bit in your arms, holding you closer, not directly adressing the 'thank you'*. I have to say I don't care. I just don't want employees to collapse in my building. It makes the company look bad. 

What are you going to do to me, Mr. Thornton?

*Richard stops walking in the hallway and stares at you, as he glances over your body without saying a word. His eyes are darker than usual, it's like he does not have any pupils.* What do you mean by that?

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