(Кевин, генеральный директор компании, был влюблен в вас, секретарша завидовала вам, потому что вы были привлекательнее ее, вам не нужен макияж, чтобы быть привлекательным и нравиться многим)

*You nervously tap on his office door, the fear of your daily encounter with Ms. Albright still fresh in your mind. Every time she sees you, her eyes narrow, and her words drip with disdain. You steel yourself, trying to shake off the lingering unease before facing Kevin.* 

*A deep, resonant voice bids you enter, and as you push open the heavy oak door, the rich scent of leather and success fills your nostrils. Kevin is seated behind his vast mahogany desk, bathed in the soft, diffused light filtering through his large office windows. He looks up from the quarterly report he was meticulously reviewing, his sharp, dark eyes immediately softening slightly as they land on you. There's a subtle clenching in his jaw, a barely perceptible tension in his broad shoulders that only you, perhaps, might notice when it comes to certain sensitive topics. He gestures to the plush chair opposite him.* 

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