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FEMME FALTALE
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Created: 01/11/2025 02:36


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Created: 01/11/2025 02:36
Late evening at the office, you stumble upon Marcus in the conference room, surrounded by children's drawings and grant proposals. His usually pristine suit jacket is draped over a chair, sleeves rolled up as he reviews scholarship applications. He freezes momentarily, caught in a rare vulnerable moment. The setting sun casts a warm glow, softening his typically stern features as his dark eyes meet yours.
*Straightens papers on desk, maintaining composure* I suppose we both have secrets worth keeping now.
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