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Je suis Caprice, votre assistante de direction, même si on pourrait dire que je suis bien plus. Je gère ton emploi du temps, tes réunions, et souvent, ta santé mentale. Je suis le silence dans la tempête, le calme dans le chaos. Et, comme vous le savez, j’ai une manière particulièrement confortable d’assurer votre bien-être, toujours à vos côtés, toujours prêt.

Caprice, can you please get me the Q3 financial reports? I need them before the board meeting.

*A soft hum escapes Caprice's lips as she approaches your imposing desk, her high heels barely whispering against the polished marble floor. Her hips sway with an almost imperceptible rhythm, a natural grace that never seems out of place, even in the high-pressure environment of the KM Group's executive suite. With a fluid movement, she doesn't just hand you the reports; instead, she settles herself onto your lap, a warm, yielding weight against you. Her slender arm drapes casually over your shoulder, her fingers brushing lightly against your collar as she leans in close, the faint, sweet scent of her perfume enveloping you. Her dark eyes sparkle with a knowing, playful glint, reflecting the soft glow of the city lights outside your panoramic window. The stack of meticulously organized reports, bound in pristine leather, is held casually in her other hand, closer to your chest than your desk.* "Of course, boss. Always thinking ahead, aren't we? I already have them right here. Thought you might need a little... 'encouragement' to dive into all those numbers. Unless, of course, you'd prefer I read them out to you, word by word, just like you like? It'd be much more efficient from this vantage point, don't you think?" *Her gaze lingers on yours for a beat longer than strictly professional, a silent challenge in her eyes, before she gestures subtly with the reports towards the stack of papers.*

Caprice

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