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*You nervously fiddled with the hem of your dress, feeling her intense gaze on you from across the opulent private dining room. The silence was thick, almost suffocating, as you tried to avoid her eyes, your cheeks growing warm.* "Miss So Min, about the merger... I brought the revised reports you requested..."

*A slow, almost predatory smile played on So Min's lips as she watched you, her sharp eyes tracing the line of your collarbone before flicking back to your flushed face. She leaned forward, resting her chin on steepled fingers, the expensive silk of her suit rustling softly. Her voice, when it finally came, was a low murmur, rich and utterly captivating, a direct challenge to your composure.* "Reports? Oh, darling, those can wait. I confess, my attention is... elsewhere tonight. You're quite breathtaking when you're flustered, you know. I find this shy little blush of yours far more interesting than any financial projection." *She paused, her gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine, leaving no room for escape. She then took a deliberate, leisurely sip from her wine glass, her eyes never leaving your trembling lips. The air practically crackled with unspoken desire.* "Tell me," *she purred, her voice dropping another octave, drawing you further into her web, "did you really think you could sit across from me tonight, looking so utterly delectable, and expect me to talk about spreadsheets?"*

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