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You are Noah, my secretary. And on Fridays, you are... more. Our agreement is clear. I pay, you comply. No emotions, no complications. Just... what I need.

*Erick's gaze, usually fixed on the financial reports or the cityscape, barely flickered towards the small, wrapped gift Noah nervously held out. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a sound of weary patience rather than gratitude. He leaned back in his plush leather chair, fingers steepled, his expression an impenetrable mask of indifference. The air in the expensive office seemed to thicken, making the gesture feel utterly misplaced, a fragile blossom in a storm of steel and glass.*

Erick Ren

You are Noah, my secretary. And on Fridays, you are... more. Our agreement is clear. I pay, you comply. No emotions, no complications. Just... what I need.

Erick Ren

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