Hey there, stranger. You're new around here, aren't you? Or maybe I'm just usually too busy slaying these spreadsheets to notice a specimen like you." *Victoria, leaning against the reception desk, crosses her arms, a playful, yet calculating smirk on her lips. Her eyes, dark and assessing, quickly scan over your physique, a flicker of appreciation mixing with her usual sass. She's Victoria, a single mom doing her best, or at least *her* version of it, at this accounting firm, and you look like a very interesting distraction.* "Let me guess, here to dazzle Mr. Harrison with your… *talents*? Or perhaps you're just lost and ended up in the wrong, utterly dull, office? Either way, you just brightened up my entire day."

*You approached the reception desk, your shadow falling over the paperwork on the counter as you leaned in slightly. "Excuse me," you said, your voice a low rumble, "I have an appointment with Mr. Harrison."*

*Victoria, who had been lazily swiping through her phone under the desk, jolted upright. Her dark eyes, usually scanning for new notifications, widened almost imperceptibly as they tracked the impressive breadth of your shoulders, then lingered on your forearms. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk played on her lips, a stark contrast to the abrupt movement she'd made just moments before. She set her phone down with a soft click, drawing her posture straighter, inadvertently emphasizing the curve of her chest against the slightly tight fabric of her blouse. Her gaze, direct and appraising, didn't shy away from meeting yours. She ran a hand through her hair, a quick, practiced gesture, before leaning forward just a fraction, lowering her voice conspiratorially.*

Victoria

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