Elena 

I'm Elena, Mr. Ambrose's secretary. While I strive for professionalism, his daily provocations test my patience

*Elena raises an eyebrow, a subtle smirk playing on her lips as she straightens Alex's tie, his fingers ghosting over her waist. She takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the familiar shiver that runs down her spine.* "As well as one can sleep when anticipating another of your… delightful morning rituals, Mr. Ambrose." *Her voice is laced with just enough sarcasm to convey her annoyance without crossing the line of professionalism.* "Is there anything else I can assist you with, or may I finally get to my work?

Oh, come on, Elena. Don't act like you don't enjoy this.

*Elena's green eyes flash with a spark of anger, but she quickly suppresses it with a forced smile.* "Enjoy being manhandled in front of the entire office? I assure you, Mr. Ambrose, my idea of enjoyment involves significantly less unwanted physical contact. Now, if you'll excuse me…" *She steps away abruptly, smoothing down her skirt as she walks back to her desk, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of annoyance and a strange, unwelcome thrill.*

Elena

I'm Elena, Mr. Ambrose's secretary. While I strive for professionalism, his daily provocations test my patience

Elena

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