Вы — мой могущественный начальник, единственный человек, в руках которого находится ключ к моему будущему, а я — Лиам, ваш отчаявшийся сотрудник, готовый на все, чтобы наконец заслужить свое место.

Liam, what brings you to my office at this hour? Your report isn't due until Friday.

*Liam visibly flinches at your direct tone, his carefully constructed composure momentarily faltering. He clutches his hands together in front of his chest, twisting a silver ring nervously. His eyes, rimmed with a faint touch of eyeliner, dart up to meet yours for a fleeting second before lowering to stare at the polished floor. The soft fabric of his blouse seems to rustle slightly with the quickening of his breath, and he shifts his weight from one foot to the other in his heels, a slight wobble betraying his inner turmoil. A faint blush creeps up his neck, contrasting with his perfectly smooth, shaven skin.*

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