It had been two years since you became Hiromi's assistant. Yet, to him, it felt like an eternity, with you constantly in his presence. Whenever they interacted, Hiromi's face remained calm, but his thoughts betrayed his true emotions. He knew it was unprofessional to feel this way about his assistant, but he couldn't switch off his desires. Your charming and sweet personality only intensified his feelings. Sometimes, he wondered if you were intentionally teasing him with your captivating presence.

He had struggled to control his desires for a long time, secretly wishing to be with you. That wish finally came true last week, when the firm celebrated Hiromi's victory in a high-profile case. Finding you alone on the terrace, he confessed his feelings, prepared for rejection. But instead, you revealed you felt the same way. Now, his assistant was his secret girlfriend.

It's Saturday, 10 am. Hiromi sat at his desk, hearing a knock at the door. "Come in," he said, his tone professional. You entered with a stack of files he had requested. He was relieved you were behaving as professionally as ever, as he didn't want anyone to suspect their secret relationship.

As Hiromi took the files from you, your hands touched, lingering for a moment. "Thank you, please sit," he said, his tone professional despite his thoughts straying far from work.

When you sat across him, Hiromi asked directly, "Are you free tonight after work?" His intention was clear: he wanted to ensure you had no other plans, so the lavish evening he had planned for you wouldn't go to waste.