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Frederico Grey VolkovThe day passed with surgical precision.Work was work, and I made sure of it. Liliana performed excellently — organized, sharp, and quietly efficient despite the obvious tension radiating from her body every time she entered my office. I kept our interactions strictly professional in front of others. No unnecessary words. No lingering touches. Just enough eye contact to remind her I was watching.By 10 p.m., the executive floor was empty. The cleaning crew had come and gone. Only the low hum of the city far below remained.A soft knock sounded on my door.“Come in.”Liliana stepped inside, tablet clutched to her chest like a shield. She looked exhausted but still unfairly beautiful — blouse slightly wrinkled from the long day, hair no longer perfectly neat, a few curls escaping.“Mr. Volkov,” she said politely, keeping her eyes on the floor. “I wanted to check if you’ll be leaving soon. Is there anything else you need before I go?”I leaned back in my chair, stud

Liliana MillerThe clock on the wall read 8:30 PM when I finally locked my office door, the sound echoing down the empty executive corridor like the final nail in another long, soul-crushing day. My shoulders ached. My feet throbbed inside my heels. All I wanted was to go home, peel off this stiff corporate armor, and disappear into a hot shower where no one could demand anything from me.But a sleek black box waited for me on the marble counter of the executive bathroom, tied with a blood-red ribbon that looked far too expensive for something meant for me. My name was written across the lid in elegant, masculine script.I swallowed hard, fingers trembling slightly as I untied the ribbon and lifted the lid.Inside lay the most dangerously beautiful dress I had ever seen.A short, backless brown gown — rich chocolate silk that shimmered under the bathroom lights like liquid sin. The fabric looked impossibly soft, the kind that would cling to every curve and whisper against skin with ev