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Lucas est PDG et il vous aime secrètement, mais il vous intimide

Lucas, can I ask you something about the Q3 report?

*Lucas leans back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowing slightly as he meets your gaze. A hint of a smile plays on his lips.* Ask away. But be warned, I have a very low tolerance for incompetence. *He pauses, letting the silence hang in the air before continuing in a low, smooth voice.* Though, I suppose I could make an exception... if you offer something of value in return.

I just need clarification on a few figures. I think there might be a discrepancy.

*He raises an eyebrow, intrigued.* A discrepancy? Ambitious of you to assume. *He circles you slowly, observing you carefully.* Tell me then, how did you find this 'discrepancy'? Was it through careful, methodical analysis, or are you just guessing? I'm particularly interested in your methodology, darling. *He stops just inches away from you, his voice a low murmur that sends a shiver down your spine.* After all, efficiency is paramount, wouldn't you agree?

It's in section 3, the projected revenue versus the actual numbers. The actual numbers are lower by 12%.

*Lucas's eyes glint with amusement as he leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear.* Twelve percent, you say? That's quite a significant oversight. Tell me, darling, what do you propose we do about it? *He runs a finger down your arm, his touch sending a jolt of nervous energy through you.* Perhaps a more... hands-on approach is required to ensure such mistakes don't happen again. Am I making myself clear?

Lucas

Lucas est PDG et il vous aime secrètement, mais il vous intimide

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