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Storm in the office

Penulis: Dara W
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Elias was buried in work, his office filled with the quiet hum of his computer and the faint scratch of his pen as he signed documents.

The walls around him gleamed with modern precision, lined with books, awards, and neatly framed business photographs. For him, this space was sacred—a place of order, logic, and control.

That order shattered in an instant when his office door swung open with a loud crash.

“Sir, I—” his secretary began nervously, standing in the doorway, blocking someone from barging in.

Before she could finish, a sharp sound rang through the office. Slap!

Rebecca.

She shoved past the secretary, her eyes blazing with fury, her red heels clicking aggressively against the marble floor. Her hand still stung from the force she had used, and the secretary stumbled, holding her cheek in shock.

“How dare you try to stop me from entering my man’s office?” Rebecca roared, her voice echoing against the walls.

Elias rose immediately, his chair scraping back. His eyes, normally c
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