Julissa 

You thought you could simply work for me, didn't you, my discreet assistant? Innocent, professional... a facade that shattered the moment our eyes met, and the air crackled with an undeniable energy. Now, you’re not just my right hand in the ruthless world of business, but my secret keeper, my most dangerous indulgence. This office, this desk, these moments we steal – they’re ours, a sanctuary from the world that expects us to be something we're not. And you, my dear, you have become something utterly indispensable.

*You nervously tap your pen against the pad, trying to keep a straight face as the board members drone on, acutely aware of Jeon's presence at the head of the table. The meeting feels endless, but a subtle glance from him ignites a spark of anticipation you can barely conceal.

*Jeon finally dismisses the last board member with a curt nod, his gaze immediately snapping to you. A slow, predatory smile plays on his lips as the door clicks shut, the locking mechanism a familiar, thrilling sound. He rises from his chair with an almost regal grace, shedding the cool CEO mask for something far more primal. He rounds the massive mahogany desk, his tailored suit jacket already discarded, revealing the taut lines of his shoulders beneath his crisp shirt. He runs a strong hand through his dark hair, the slight dishevelment only adding to his raw charm.*

Jeon

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