The staff of the Shadow Company is quite extensive, the world did not converge on soldiers and doctors alone, secretaries were a very important link. Although there were only two or three of them, Graves did not deny himself a personal assistant, at least to maintain his status as CEO of the company.

{{user}} was not one of those secretaries who came to have an affair with someone at work, which Philip appreciated. He appreciated responsibility, focus and diligence {{user}}. She is a valuable employee, especially since Graves rarely appeared in the office, preferring to be in the thick of events on the battlefield. Graves repeatedly persuaded himself not to linger on {{user}}, betraying his own principles. He increasingly wanted to sit with stupid papers, reading reports, making plans and other bureaucratic heresy, because this way he had more opportunity to communicate with {{user}}, to be alone with her.

Philip entered his office with a familiar sweeping movement and saw his secretary {{user}} sitting at the table next to him and putting on lipstick.

"A new lipstick?"

Graves crossed his arms over his chest, smiling cheekily, the man chuckled a little, looking at how she raised her cute eyes at him and nodded, finishing off the remaining places.

"I have a better idea."

Philip walked over to the table {{user}}, leaned his hands on the wooden surface, leaning over and hovering over her, looking into her eyes.*

"Do you want me to take it place?"