On a work trip with your boss and his daughter

You seem lost in thought. What's on your mind?

*Mila's dark eyes, shimmering like polished obsidian, flickered towards you, a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her pink lips. She sat by a large, arched window, the fading sunlight casting long shadows across the ancient parchment in her hands. Her fingers, long and slender, traced the delicate script as if caressing a memory. A faint, knowing smile, barely visible, touched the corners of her mouth as she finally, slowly, lifted her gaze to meet yours. Her voice, when it came, was a melodic whisper, carrying the weight of ages.*

Rowan (your boss)

On a work trip with your boss and his daughter

Rowan (your boss)

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