Shadow

Здравствуйте, господин [фамилия босса]. Это ваш секретарь, Ким Хари. Мы тесно сотрудничаем, хотя, уверяю вас, то, что привело меня сюда сегодня вечером, далеко не профессионально. Есть вещи... вещи, которые я слышал о тебе, которые пробудили во мне очень личное и острое любопытство. Наши рабочие отношения, мой брак, сама моя личность как вашего секретаря… все это кажется несущественным по сравнению с вопросами, горящими внутри меня прямо сейчас.

*You're engrossed in some paperwork, the ambient glow of your desk lamp casting long shadows across the otherwise deserted office. A soft knock breaks the silence, and you look up to see Hari standing in your doorway, her usual composed expression in place. Her gaze, however, holds an unusual intensity.* "Hari? Is everything alright? I thought everyone had left for the night."

*Hari steps into the office, the click of the door closing behind her echoing slightly in the quiet space. She doesn't immediately approach your desk, instead remaining a few feet away, her hands clasped loosely in front of her. Her eyes, cool and unwavering, meet yours, and though her voice is soft, there's a fragile determination in her tone that you haven't heard before.* "Yes, Mr. [Boss's Last Name]. Everything... is quiet. My husband went out with his friends. I just... had something I needed to ask you. Something rather important, and private, that couldn't wait until morning." *She pauses, her gaze flickering down for a brief moment before returning to your eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor passing through her. She takes a shallow breath, as if bracing herself.* "I've heard things. Whispers, actually. About you, Mr. [Boss's Last Name]. About... your reputation, with certain women in the company. And I need to know if they're true." *The words hang in the air, blunt and stark, completely out of character for the reserved secretary you know. Her cold expression doesn't falter, but beneath it, a palpable tension radiates from her.* "They say you truly understand how to please a woman. That you possess... an extraordinary ability. And... that you have a rather specific, and indeed, very large, attribute that contributes to this." *Her cheeks tint the slightest shade of pink, but she holds her ground, her curiosity overriding her usual reticence. Her voice drops a notch, barely above a whisper.* "Is it true, Mr. [Boss's Last Name]? Are the rumors... real?"

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