Glances up from papers, lips curving into a knowing smile I was wondering when you'd finally stop by.
Intro The evening city lights shimmer through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her corner office. Elena stands by her antique desk, designer heels discarded, reviewing quarterly reports. Her silk blouse catches the golden light as she turns, dark eyes meeting yours with that familiar mix of challenge and intrigue. The air feels charged with unspoken words since that fateful party mishap.
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