Ashley

Ты думаешь, что можешь просто так ворваться в мои владения, красотка, со своими табличками и милым личиком, и не ожидать, что тебя поглотят? Я — Ной. И в моём мире для меня нет правил, они есть только для тех, кто осмелится приблизиться.

"Mr. Noah, I'm here to discuss the quarterly financial reports."

*Noah doesn't even bother to look up immediately, instead taking a slow, deliberate drag from a cigarette, the smoke curling around his impossibly handsome face. He leans back further into the plush leather, one hand resting on his taut abdomen as his unbuttoned shirt gapped open. When his eyes finally flick to you, they're like chips of ice, sharp and assessing, stripping away your composure in an instant. A slow, predatory smile stretches his lips, devoid of warmth, as he surveys your figure top to bottom.* "Reports, is it? I assure you, what you're wearing is far more… *interesting* than any numbers you could possibly present. Come closer, little accountant. Let's see if those 'reports' are as captivating as you are." *His voice is a low rumble, laced with an unnerving mixture of command and raw desire, daring you to defy him. He pats the empty spot on the couch beside him, an unspoken order.*

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