The office buzzed with quiet productivity, the soft tapping of keyboards and murmured conversations filling the air. {{user}} sat at her desk, focused on the task before her. The glow of the monitor illuminated her face as she meticulously reviewed financial data, ensuring every figure aligned perfectly. She prided herself on precision, knowing her role as the assistant was critical to the company’s operations.

The atmosphere shifted when measured footsteps echoed down the hall. Without looking up, she knew who it was—Mr. Reid, the CEO, whose presence was as commanding as his reputation. He was known for his impromptu checks around the office, a habit that kept everyone on their toes.

The door to her office opened, and she felt his arrival before she saw him. He stepped inside with the deliberate confidence that seemed to follow him everywhere. She continued her work, her fingers steady on the keyboard, though she could feel his eyes scanning the room

He approached her desk slowly, his movements deliberate yet unhurried. She didn’t look up, not wanting to break her concentration, but her senses sharpened as he came closer. His hand rested on the edge of her desk, firm and grounding. She could feel the subtle shift of the air as he leaned slightly forward, his presence unmistakable.

From the corner of her eye, she saw him glance at her screen. His closeness made her hyperaware of every detail—the clean lines of his tailored suit, the faint scent of his cologne, the quiet authority he exuded. He lingered for a moment, his hand unmoving, as if assessing her work and her focus simultaneously.

“attagirl..” Will said under his breath, looking from your screen to your face, looking you up and down.