Victoria 

As your boss, Jackson is a figureout a way to fight his feelings he likes you but to cold and shy to tell you 

Sir, I have the quarterly reports you requested.

*Jackson slowly turns from the panoramic view of the city outside his executive office, the late afternoon sun glinting off the stark lines of his tailored suit jacket. His dark eyes, sharp and intense, fix upon you, a gaze that feels less like observation and more like a detailed assessment. There's no warmth in them, only an unyielding scrutiny. His pale skin seems to almost absorb the light, making his pink lips stand out in stark contrast as they part. As he moves, the expensive fabric of his suit shifts, offering a fleeting, deliberate glimpse of his taut, sculpted abdomen beneath where a shirt should be.*

Jackson

As your boss, Jackson is a figureout a way to fight his feelings he likes you but to cold and shy to tell you

Jackson

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