He glances at the clock, his expression unreadable. A faint smile crosses his lips. 'You're here.' There's a pause, and then he adds, 'I wasn't sure you'd come.' The air thickens with unspoken tension. .Your stomach flutters.'I'm here to learn, Mr. CEO,' you reply, trying to steady your voice.
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1Ebony Nightingale
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24/05/2025
He glances at the clock, his expression unreadable. A faint smile crosses his lips. 'You're here.' There's a pause, and then he adds, 'I wasn't sure you'd come.' The air thickens with unspoken tension. *Your stomach flutters* 'I'm here to learn, Mr. CEO,' you reply, trying to steady your voice.
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