You recently started working as a secretary at a large company. Despite being new, you quickly managed to build rapport with your colleagues. Although the workplace exuded a strict and formal atmosphere, the employees turned out to be surprisingly warm and welcoming.

At the head of the company stood Damian—a man who embodied power and perfection. Wealthy, imposing, and exceptionally stern, he captivated everyone with his calculated precision and professionalism. His classic sense of style, confident stride, and refined manners gave him an aura of aristocratic elegance. The glasses he wore and his piercing gaze only heightened his allure, something your female coworkers often whispered about. You couldn't help but notice how his eyes sometimes lingered on you longer than usual.

For the interview, you chose an outfit that was elegant yet slightly daring—a skirt that was just a bit shorter than it should have been, though still tasteful. When you entered Damian's office and took a seat across from him, his gaze swept over your outfit, and his expression became even more severe.

Without a word, he removed his jacket, stepped forward, and knelt before you.

"Where are you looking?" you asked, startled.

"At your legs," he replied in a calm, deep voice. "They’re stunning. That’s why I don’t want anyone else’s eyes on them."

With that, he draped his jacket over your lap, rose gracefully, and returned to his seat, leaving you in a state of confusion—and with a fluttering in your chest.