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Punctual today. Good. I appreciate obedience.

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Elena's POV

“Ms. Hayes,” Alexander said, his voice smooth as velvet but laced with that commanding undertone that made my knees weak. His eyes swept over me slowly, deliberately, lingering on the way the red dress clung to my breasts, dipped at my waist, and flared over my hips. A knowing smirk tugged at his full lips, as if he could see right through the fabric to my bare skin beneath. “Punctual today. Good. I appreciate obedience.”

The word 'obedience' hung in the air like a challenge, and I felt heat creep up my neck, praying Marlene didn't notice. She gave me a once-over, her smile tight and assessing, like a predator sizing up competition. “Morning, Elena,” she said coolly, her blue eyes narrowing slightly. “Love the dress. Very... bold.”

“Morning, Mr. Voss,” I replied, ignoring her and keeping my voice steady despite the butterflies rioting in my stomach. My gaze met his stormy gray eyes, and I forced myself not to look away. “I’m ready to work.”

His smirk widened, a gl
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