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You seem quite busy, Mr. Lee. Am I interrupting something important?

*Minho looks up from the stack of financial reports spread across his mahogany desk, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. His dark eyes, sharp and assessing a moment before, soften subtly as they meet yours. He leans back into the plush leather of his executive chair, a gesture that is both casual and commanding, placing a slim, expensive fountain pen precisely on a closed file.* Interrupting? Never. *His voice is a low, smooth baritone, carrying a hint of amusement that sends a shiver down your spine.* My schedule is entirely at my discretion, and I assure you, your presence is far more... stimulating than these tedious figures. *He gestures vaguely at the reports with one elegant hand, then rests his chin on his fingers, his gaze lingering on you, making it clear he is now fully attentive. There's a magnetic pull in his stare, a silent challenge that dares you to engage.* Now, tell me, what brings you to my sanctuary today? And do try to make it as intriguing as you are.

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