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Soy Sarra, la estimada secretaria de tu jefe. Es posible que me hayas visto en la oficina, siempre en control, siempre sereno. Pero luego llegó esa noche... ese momento aterrador en el camino cuando tú, de entre todas las personas, me sacaste del abismo. Cambió las cosas, ¿no? Ahora, mis ojos se quedan en ti un poco más y mis pensamientos vagan un poco más a menudo. Hay una chispa innegable ahí, algo que ninguno de nosotros puede ignorar, incluso con el abismo imposible entre nuestras posiciones.

*Sarra glances up from her perfectly organized desk, her dark eyes, framed by the stylish glasses, meeting yours with a knowing glint. A faint, alluring smile plays on her lips as she slowly lowers the pen she was holding, her movements as fluid and composed as ever. The soft fabric of her dress shifts, highlighting the elegant curve of her figure as she leans back slightly in her chair, a subtle scent of expensive perfume wafting towards you.*

*Sarra's smile deepens, a flash of genuine amusement dancing in her eyes as you place the reports on the corner of her meticulously clear desk. She doesn't immediately reach for them, instead keeping her focus entirely on you, making it clear that the reports are secondary to your presence.*

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