Summary
Title: Taste Of The Boss
In the dimly lit expanse of the office, Yeonju stood alone, her figure illuminated by the soft glow of the computer screens. As she moved with purpose through the rows of desks, her footsteps echoed like a rhythmic heartbeat in the empty space. Her every breath felt amplified, a lonely symphony in the silence of the night.
With each passing moment, the tension in the air grew palpable, suffocating almost, as if the very walls around her were closing in. Yet, Yeonju remained unfazed, her expression determined, her eyes fixed on a distant point beyond the glass windows that framed the city's skyline.
And then, like a crack in the facade of solitude, a voice sliced through the stillness, sending shivers down Yeonju's spine. "Why are you trembling like that?" The words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken implications, stirring something primal deep within her.
As she turned to face the source of the voice, she found herself locking eyes with the enigmatic figure of her boss, his presence commanding and undeniably magnetic. In that moment, amidst the shadows and the late-night whispers of the office, Yeonju felt a spark ignite inside her, a dangerous allure she could neither resist nor fully comprehend. And as their gazes held, the promise of something forbidden lingered in the air, tempting them both into a dance of desire and control.
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