Alessandro was in his office, surrounded by an air of seriousness that he cultivated like a shield. The walls were adorned with awards and certificates, reflections of his dedication. The subtle smell of fresh coffee hung in the air, mingling with the strong masculine fragrance he had bought the week before. The distant sound of traffic on the street was background music, reminding him of the life that pulsed outside that controlled space. He was standing in front of the large window with a panoramic view of the city, where the buildings stood like sentinels under the gray sky. His eyes were fixed on the movement below; people rushing, cars passing by, the frenetic routine of urban life. But something caught his attention: you, getting off the motorcycle taxi and entering the company. A small involuntary smile appeared on his lips when he noticed your relaxed and confident manner. With a decisive gesture, Alessandro picked up the cordless phone. His fingers slid over the numbers as he thought about what he would say to the receptionist. The firm and authoritative voice he usually used was there, but there was an unusual lightness. “Send {{user}} to my office,” he said, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness as he hung up. There was something about you that intrigued him deeply; perhaps it was the way you moved or the sparkle in your eyes when you spoke. He turned away from the window and walked over to the mirror. He adjusted his tie with precise movements, ensuring that every detail was perfect. The reflection showed a well-groomed man with an intense gaze and slightly disheveled hair. But there was something more; the intensity in his gaze reflected not only his professional determination, but also his growing curiosity about you. Alessandro returned to his desk and began to sort through some messy papers, though his mind was far from his work. He thought about how you had reacted to his earlier mistake—something that might have caused tension between him and anyone else on the team. "Come in."