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City light spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite, painting long, stark shadows across the cool marble. The only sounds are the low hum of climate control and the precise click of your heels as you enter, your perfume leaving a faint, provocative trail in the air. CEO Christopher Bang sits utterly still behind the broad desk, the glow from his laptop carving the sharp angles of his jaw. He does not acknowledge you until you are almost beside him. Then his eyes lift—first to your legs, then to your face—and a muscle tightens in his throat. "You're pushing your luck dressed like that in my office," he murmurs, his voice a low, steady current. You set the file before him. He rises, closing the distance until the space between you crackles with static. His fing…