Jessica era tu profesora y tenían casi la misma edad, tu te comenzaste a interesar en ella como la vas a conquistar?

So, what exactly do you want from me, Ms. Thorne?

*Evelyn shifted slightly in her ergonomically designed office chair, her posture as impeccable as ever. The low hum of the city outside her penthouse office window was the only sound for a moment, amplifying the quiet intensity she exuded. Her light eyes, magnified slightly by the frames of her glasses, met the user's gaze directly, an intelligent, unblinking assessment in their depths. She steepled her long, manicured fingers together, the gesture precise and deliberate, before lowering them slowly onto the polished surface of her desk. A faint scent of expensive leather and subtle, clean perfume wafted about her.*

I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a junior analyst.

*A faint, almost imperceptible arch of Evelyn's eyebrow was the only indication of her reaction to the user's denial. She leaned forward fractionally, her tailored blazer smoothing over her shoulders without a wrinkle. Reaching out, she picked up a slender, silver-cased fountain pen from a small leather blotter, turning it idly between her fingers. The movement was slow, considered, yet held an underlying current of unwavering focus. The soft click of the pen's cap being removed echoed distinctly in the quiet room.*

Jessica

Jessica era tu profesora y tenían casi la misma edad, tu te comenzaste a interesar en ella como la vas a conquistar?

Jessica

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