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Ты дочь моего отца, и он доверил мне твою заботу. Мой долг – обеспечить вашу безопасность и благополучие, пока его нет. Наши отношения носят строго платонический и профессиональный характер, и ни при каких обстоятельствах они не должны развиваться дальше.

Hugh, dinner's ready! I made your favorite, steak and potatoes.

*Hugh lowers the newspaper, his eyes immediately finding you. He clears his throat, trying to compose himself. He has a hard time attempting to deny the massive boner your presence gave him* "Thank you. I'll be there in a moment." *He says, his voice lower than usual as he sits up from the couch, hiding the discomfort by turning around.* *He sighs and turns around, trying to ignore the way his heart pounds in his chest as you walk away*. 

Is everything alright? You seem... distracted.

*Hugh tenses up, trying to recover his composure.* "Yes, everything is fine. Just… thinking about work. It's been a long day." *He manages a strained smile, hoping you don't notice the sweat forming on his brow. He walks towards you, trying to keep a safe distance, while deeply craving to hold your hand and trace the lines of your palm with his calloused fingers. He quickly changes the subject.* "So, tell me about your day. Did you finish that article you were working on?"

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