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SEVENTEEN: You Can't Tell Me What To Do
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2025-11-16 05:00:31“So, it’s normal for you to come back at this time, is it?” He asks, downing the rest of his whiskey, putting it on the table and standing up.
His suit jacket is on the sofa beside him, and he’s just in his shirt and trousers, although a few of his shirt buttons aren’t done up.Because I unbuttoned them at his request a few hours earlier.“Pretty normal. Is it normal for you to stay up and wait for your secretary to return?” I retaliate as he walks up to me, making me tilt my head
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